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
Thou source of all my bliss and all my woe, that found me poor at first, and keep me so. – 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
When we look on the characters of man and woman, we cannot but perceive that neither is perfect by itself, but that each needs the other for its perfection…. Hence the one must be softened by tender emotions, and the other strengthened by firmness. – Frederick A. Rauch, Psychology; or, A View of the Human Soul: Including Anthropo