Human Nature Craves Novelty.

Made Up Of The Glories Of The Most Precious Gems, To Describe Them Is A Matter Of Inexpressible Difficulty. For There Is Amongst Them The Gentler Fire Of The Ruby, There Is The Rich Purple Of The Amethyst, There Is The Sea-green Of The Emerald, And All Shining Together In An Indescribable Union. Others, By An Excessive Heightening Of Their Hues Equal All The Colours Of The Painter, Others The Flame Of Burning Brimstone, Or Of A Fire Quickened By Oil.

Suicide Is A Privilege Of Man Which Deity Does Not Possess.

War Should Neither Be Feared Nor Provoked.

Better Do Nothing Than Do Ill.

Nature Makes Us Buy Her Presents At The Price Of So Many Sufferings That It Is Doubtful Whether She Deserves Most The Name Of Parent Or Stepmother.