I Took The Repeal Of The Corn

Luck Is Always Waiting For Something To Turn Up. Labor, With Keen Eyes And Strong Will, Always Turns Up Something. Luck Lies In Bed And Wishes The Postman Will Bring News Of A Legacy. Labor Turns Out At Six O'clock And With Busy Pen Or Ringing Hammer, Lays The Foundation Of A Competence. Luck Whines. Labor Whistles. Luck Relies On Chance, Labor On Character.

This Great Oracle Of The East India Company Himself Admits That, If There Is No Power Vested In The Court Of Directors But That Of The Patronage, There Is Really No Government Vested In Them At All.

Luck Relies On Chance, Labor On Character.

I Am Not Accustomed To Pay Fulsome Compliments To The English, By Telling Them That They Are Superior To All The World; But This I Can Say, That They Do Not Deserve The Name Of Cowards.

It Has Been One Of My Difficulties, In Arguing This Question Out Of Doors With Friends Or Strangers, That I Rarely Find Any Intelligible Agreement As To The Object Of The War.