Vice Knows [its] Ugly, So [it] Puts

Kill No More Pigeons Than You Can Eat.

The Way To See By Faith Is To Shut The Eye Of Reason: The Morning Daylight Appears Plainer When You Put Out Your Candle.

I Am Lord Of Myself, Accountable To None.

Do Not, However, Mistake Me. It Is Not To My Good Friend's Heresy That I Impute His Honesty. On The Contrary, 'tis His Honesty That Brought Upon Him The Character Of A Heretic.

Most Men Die At 25, We Just Don't Bury Them Until They Are 70.