If Hours Did Not Hang Heavy, What

In Nine Times Out Of Ten, The Slanderous Tongue Belongs To A Disappointed Person.

Truth Is Not Exciting Enough To Those Who Depend On The Characters And Lives Of Their Neighbors For All Their Amusement; And If A Story Is Told Of More Than Common Interest, Ennui Is Sure To Have Its Joy In Adding Embellishments. If Hours Did Not Hang Heavy, What Would Become Of Scandal?

Style Is The Gossamer On Which The Seeds Of Truth Float Through The World.

The Exact Measure Of The Progress Of Civilization Is The Degree In Which The Intelligence Of The Common Mind Has Prevailed Over Wealth And Brute Force.

If Reason Is A Universal Faculty, The Decision Of The Common Mind Is The Nearest Criterion Of Truth.