As The Greatest Liar Tells More Truths

I Am Willing To Love All Of Mankind, Except An American.

Allegories Drawn To Great Length Will Always Break.

Condemned To Hope's Delusive Mine, As On We Toil From Day To Day, By Sudden Blasts Or Slow Decline Our Social Comforts Drop Away.

There Is ... Scarcely Any Species Of Writing Of Which We Can Tell What Is Its Essence, And What Are Its Constituents; Every New Genius Produces Some Innovation, Which, When Invented And Approved, Subverts The Rules Which The Practice Of Foregoing Authors Had Established.

Social Sorrow Loses Half Its Pain.