How Near To Good Is What Is

What Excellent Fools Religion Makes Of Men.

Guilt's A Terrible Thing.

God Wisheth None Should Wreck On A Strange Shelf: To Him Man's Dearer Than To Himself.

No Simple Word That Shall Be Uttered At Our Mirthful Board, Shall Make Us Sad Next Morning; Or Affright The Liberty That We'll Enjoy To-night.

The World Knows Only Two, That's Rome And I.