Amidst The Soft Variety I'm Lost.

Our Grub-street Biographers Watch For The Death Of A Great Man Like So Many Undertakers On Purpose To Make A Penny Of Him.

A Man Must Be Excessively Stupid, As Well As Uncharitable, Who Believes That There Is No Virtue But On His Own Side, And That There Are Not Men As Honest As Himself Who May Differ From Him In Political Principles.

There Is Not A More Unhappy Being Than A Superannuated Idol.

Good-breeding Shows Itself Most Where To An Ordinary Eye It Appears The Least.

The Head Has The Most Beautiful Appearance, As Well As The Highest Station, In A Human Figure.