We know but a few men, a great many coats and breeches. >>
Men have become the tools of their trade. >>
Live in each season as it passes; breathe the air, drink the drink, ta >>
Fan the sinking flame of hilarity with the wing of friendship; and pas >>
Tell me thy company, and I'll tell thee what thou art. >>
There is a fellowship more quiet even than solitude, and which, rightl >>
I have a great deal of company in my house; especially in the morning, when nobody calls.