If Claret Is The King Of Natural

All The Power Is With The Sex That Wears The Beard.

All Which Is Not Prose Is Verse; And All Which Is Not Verse Is Prose.

What! Would You Make No Distinction Between Hypocrisy And Devotion? Would You Give Them The Same Names, And Respect The Mask As You Do The Face? Would You Equate Artifice And Sincerity? Confound Appearance With Truth? Regard The Phantom As The Very Person? Value Counterfeit As Cash?

People Are All Alike In Their Promises. It Is Only In Their Deeds That They Differ.

They [zealots] Would Have Everybody Be As Blind As Themselves: To Them, To Be Clear-sighted Is Libertinism.