A Light Purse Is A Heavy Curse.

I Am A Mortal Enemy To Arbitrary Government And Unlimited Power.

Beer Is Proof That God Wants Us To Be Happy

You Can Not Pluck Roses Without Fear Of Thorns, Nor Enjoy A Fair Wife Without Danger Of Horns.

In Truth I Found Myself Incorrigible With Respect To Order; And Now I Am Grown Old, And My Memory Bad, I Feel Very Sensibly The Want Of It.

The Person Who Deserves Most Pity Is A Lonesome One On A Rainy Day Who Doesn't Know How To Read.