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• And hie him home, at evening's close, To sweet repast and calm repose.
  -- Thomas Gray (1716-1771) -- Ode on the Pleasure arising from Vicissitude, Line 87...
• The meanest floweret of the vale, The simplest note that swells the gale, The common sun, the air, the skies, To him are opening paradise.
  -- Thomas Gray (1716-1771) -- Ode on the Pleasure arising from Vicissitude, Line 53...
• From toil he wins his spirits light, From busy day the peaceful nigh
  Rich, from the very want of wealth, In heaven's best treasures, peace and health....
• Nor e'er was to the bowers of bliss conveyed A fairer spirit or more welcome shade.
  -- Thomas Tickell (1686-1740) -- On the Death of Mr. Addison, Line 45...
• So perish all, whose breast ne'er learn'd to glow For others' good, or melt at others' woe.
  -- Alexander Pope (1688-1744) -- To the Memory of an Unfortunate Lady, Line 45...
• The still small voice of gratitude. -- Thomas Gray (1716-1771) -- Ode for Music, V, Line 8
• While bright-eyed Science watches round.
  -- Thomas Gray (1716-1771) -- Ode for Music, Chorus, Line 3...
• Comus and his midnight crew. -- Thomas Gray (1716-1771) -- Ode for Music, Line 2
• Ignorance is bliss. -- Thomas Gray Fortune updates the great quotes, #42: BLISS is ignorance.