The earth was made so various, that the mind Of desultory man, studious of change, And pleased with novelty, might be indulged.

Absence from whom we love is worse than death, and frustrates hope severer than despair.

Who loves a garden loves a greenhouse too.

God moves in a mysterious way, His wonders to perform. He plants his footsteps in the sea, and rides upon the storm.

Existence is a strange bargain. Life owes us little we owe it everything. The only true happiness comes from squandering ourselves for a purpose.