Fair words without good deeds to a man in misery are like a saddle of gold clapped upon a galled horse.
Chamberlain.
358.
There is a rabble among the gentry as well as the commonalty; a sort of plebeian heads whose fancy moves with the same wheel as these men—in the same level with mechanics, though their fortunes do sometimes gild their infirmities and their purses compound for their follies.
Sir Thomas Browne.
359.
It is a common remark that men talk most who think least; just as frogs cease their quacking when a light is brought to the water-side.
Richter.
360.
Our time is like our money; when we change a guinea the shillings escape as things of small account; when we break a day by idleness in the morning, the rest of the hours lose their importance in our eyes.