My time has been passed viciously and agreeably; at thirty-one so few years, months, days, hours, or minutes remain that Carpe Diem 'is not enough. I have been obliged to crop even the seconds-for who can trust to tomorrow?'
It is odd but agitation or contest of any kind gives a rebound to my spirits and sets me up for a time.
The busy have no time for tears.
The 'good old times' - all times when old are good.
He left a corsair's name to other times, Linked with one virtue, and a thousand crimes.