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• A little round, fat, oily man of God.
  -- James Thomson (1700-1748) -- The Castle of Indolence, Canto i, Stanza 69...
• Plac'd far amid the melancholy main.
  -- James Thomson (1700-1748) -- The Castle of Indolence, Canto i, Stanza 30...
• Scoundrel maxim. -- James Thomson (1700-1748) -- The Castle of Indolence, Canto i, Stanza 30
• I care not, Fortune, what you me deny: You cannot rob me of free Nature's grace, You cannot shut the windows of the sky Through which Aurora shows her brightening face
  You cannot bar my constant feet to trace The woods and lawns, by living stream, at eve...
• A bard here dwelt, more fat than bard beseems.
  -- James Thomson (1700-1748) -- The Castle of Indolence, Canto i, Stanza 68...
• O fair undress, best dress! it checks no vein, But every flowing limb in pleasure drowns, And heightens ease with grace.
  -- James Thomson (1700-1748) -- The Castle of Indolence, Canto i, Stanza 26...
• A pleasing land of drowsyhed it was, Of dreams that wave before the half-shut eye
  And of gay castles in the clouds that pass, Forever flushing round a summer sky...
• Dental health is next to mental health.
• Cheerfulness is the principal ingredient in the composition of health.
  -- A. Murphy, The Apprentice, II, 4...