Good God! how often are we to die before we go quite off this stage? In every friend we lose a part of ourselves, and the best part.
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- Learn to live well, or fairly make your will; you played, and loved, and ate, and drunk your fill: walk sober off; before a sprightlier age comes tittering on, and shoves you from the stage: leave such to trifle with more grace and ease, whom Folly pleases, and whose Follies please.
- But thousands die without or this or that, die, and endow a college, or a cat: To some, indeed, Heaven grants the happier fate, Tenrich a bastard, or a son they hate.
- Die and endow a college or a cat.
- Let me tell you I am better acquainted with you for a long absence, as men are with themselves for a long affliction: absence does but hold off a friend, to make one see him the truer.
- How shall I lose the sin, yet keep the sense, and love the offender, yet detest the offence?
- Act well your part; there all honor lies.