Happiness Is An Exotic Of Celestial Birth.

A Practitioner In Panegyric, Or, To Speak More Plainly, A Professor Of The Art Of Puffing.

Won't You Come Into The Garden? I Would Like My Roses To See You.

Wit Loses Its Point When Dipped In Malice.

Be Just Before You Are Generous.

A Readiness To Resent Injuries Is A Virtue Only In Those Who Are Slow To Injure.