Eloquence Is The Appropriate Organ Of The

Give Me Truths For I Am Weary Of The Surfaces.

A Man In The Wrong May More Easily Be Convinced Than One Half Right.

The Perception Of The Comic Is A Tie Of Sympathy With Other Men, A Pledge Of Sanity, And A Protection From Those Perverse Tendencies And Gloomy Insanities In Which Fine Intellects Sometimes Lose Themselves. A Rogue Alive To The Ludicrous Is Still Convertible. If That Sense Is Lost, His Fellow-men Can Do Little For Him.

A Complete Man Should Need No Auxiliaries To His Personal Presence.

Life Is A Festival Only To The Wise. Seen From The Nook And Chimneyside Of Prudence, It Wears A Ragged And Dangerous Front.