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In the strangely mixed scenes of human existence, our feelings are often at once pleasing and painful.
The great business of his life (he said) was to escape from himself; this disposition he considered as the disease of his mind, which nothing cured but company.
Hope is itself a species of happiness, and, perhaps, the chief happiness which this world affords[1091]:
'Madness frequently discovers itself merely by unnecessary deviation from the usual modes of the world.
'There is nothing, Sir, too little for so little a creature as man. It is by studying little things that we attain the great art of having as little misery and as much happiness as possible[1285].'
