Brigands Demand Your Money Or Your Life;

Words Are Not As Satisfactory As We Should Like Them To Be, But, Like Our Neighbours, We Have Got To Live With Them And Must Make The Best And Not The Worst Of Them.

The Function Of Vice Is To Keep Virtue Within Reasonable Bounds.

[p]oetry Resembles Metaphysics: One Does Not Mind One's Own, But One Does Not Like Anyone Else's.

Life Is A Quarry, Out Of Which We Are To Mold And Chisel And Complete A Character.

Our Minds Want Clothes As Much As Our Bodies.