Beauty Is All Very Well At First

If Only For A Half Hour A Day, A Child Should Do Something Serviceable To The Community

Compassion Is The Fellow-feeling Of The Unsound.

I Want To Be Thoroughly Used Up When I Die, For The Harder I Work The More I Live. I Rejoice In Life For Its Own Sake.

Well, Upon My Soul! You Are Not Ashamed To Stand There And Confess Yourself A Disgusting Drunkard.

The More I See Of The Moneyed Classes, The More I Understand The Guillotine.