Always The Same Thing.

The Roots Of Knowledge Are Bitter, But Its Fruit Are Sweet.

Politicians Are Not Born; They Are Excreted.

It Is Our Own Evil Thoughts Which Madden Us.

Our Character Is Not So Much The Product Of Race And Heredity As Of Those Circumstances By Which Nature Forms Our Habits, By Which We Are Nurtured And Live.

What Is Dishonestly Got Vanishes In Profligacy.