Our new Constitution is now established, and has an appearance that promises permanency; but in this world nothing can be said to ...be certain, except death and taxes.LESSATTRIBUTION DETAIL »
We are not certain, we are never certain. If we were we could reach some conclusions, and we could, at last, make others take us s...eriously. In this world nothing can be said to be certain, except death and taxes.LESSATTRIBUTION DETAIL »
[Upon being asked if, in the primitive Hunterdon County, New Jersey, mountain town where she lived, there was "any distinction of ...color" among the residents]: No, not a bit, The niggers and whites all live together. The whites are just as good as the niggers, and both are as bad as the devil can make 'em.LESSATTRIBUTION DETAIL »
For God's sake, let us sit upon the ground And tell sad stories of the death of kings!... How some have been deposed, some slain in war, Some haunted by the ghosts they have deposed, Some poisoned by their wives, some sleeping killed-- All murdered; for within the hollow crown That rounds the mortal temples of a king Keeps Death his court, and there the antic sits, Scoffing his state and grinning at his pomp, Allowing him a breath, a little scene, To monarchize, be feared, and kill with looks, Infusing him with self and vain conceit, As if this flesh which walls about our life Were brass impregnable; and humored thus, Comes at the last and with a little pin Bores through his castle wall, and--farewell, king!LESSATTRIBUTION DETAIL »
My love is as a fever, longing still For that which longer nurseth the disease;... Feeding on that which doth preserve the ill, The uncertain sickly appetite to please. My reason, the physician to my love, Angry that his prescriptions are not kept, Hath left me, and I desperate now approve, Desire his death, which physic did except. Past cure I am, now reason is past care, And frantic-mad with evermore unrest; My thoughts and my discourse as madmen's are, At random from the truth vainly express'd; For I have sworn thee fair, and thought thee bright, Who art as black as hell, as dark as night.LESSATTRIBUTION DETAIL »
I shall die as my fathers died, and sleep as they sleep; even so. For the glass of the years is brittle wherein we gaze for a... span; A little soul for a little bears up this corpse which is man. So long I endure, no longer; and laugh not again, neither weep. For there is no God found stronger than death; and death is a sleep.LESSATTRIBUTION DETAIL »