The world rolls round forever like a mill; it grinds out death and life and good and ill; it has no purpose, heart or mind or will.
Health is the vital principle of bliss, and exercise, ofhealth.
Give a man a horse he can ride, give a man a boat he can sail; and his rank and wealth, his strength and health on sea nor shore shall fail.
For life is but a dream whose shapes return, some frequently, some seldom, some by night and some by day.
But who can paint like Nature? Can imagination boast, amid its gay creation, hues like hers?