It Is Not For Minds Like Ours

Where Are The Forms The Sculptor's Soul Hath Seized? In Him Alone, Can Nature Show As Fair?

The Reading Or Non-reading A Book Will Never Keep Down A Single Petticoat.

If We Must Have A Tyrant, Let Him At Least Be A Gentleman Who Has Been Bred To The Business, And Let Us Fall By The Axe And Not By The Butcher's Cleaver.

Good But Rarely Came From Good Advice.

Man's Conscience Is The Oracle Of God.