How I Like To Be Liked, And

A Man May Do Very Well With A Very Little Knowledge, And Scarce Be Found Out In Mixed Company; Everybody Is So Much More Ready To Produce His Own, Than To Call For A Display Of Your Acquisitions.

He Who Hath Not A Dram Of Folly In His Mixture Hath Pounds Of Much Worse Matter In His Composition.

Go Where Glory Waits Thee! But While Fame Elates Thee, Oh, Still Remember Me!

A Man Cannot Have A Pure Mind Who Refuses Apple Dumplings.

I Toiled After It, Sir, As Some Men Toil After Virtue.