A Newswriter Is A Man Without Virtue,

Were It Not For Imagination A Man Would Be As Happy In The Arms Of A Chambermaid As Of A Duchess.

Admiration Must Be Continued By That Novelty Which First Produces It; And How Much Soever Is Given, There Must Always Be Reason To Imagine That More Remains.

There Is Nothing So Minute, Or Inconsiderable, That I Would Not Rather Know It Than Not.

A Fallible Being Will Fail Somewhere.

Pour Forth Thy Fervors For A Healthful Mind, Obedient Passions, And A Will Resigned