I chose my wife, as she did her wedding gown, for qualities that would wear well. – Oliver Goldsmith
We had no revolutions to fear, nor fatigues to undergo; all our adventures were by the fireside, and all our migrations from the blue bed to the brown. – Oliver Goldsmith
When lovely woman stoops to folly, and finds too late that men betray, what charm can soothe her melancholy, what art can wash her guilt away? – Oliver Goldsmith
Our chief comforts often produce our greatest anxieties, and the increase in our possessions is but an inlet to new disquietudes. – Oliver Goldsmith