If You Want It To Be So,

Is It Reasonable That Even The Arts Should Take Advantage Of And Profit By Our Natural Stupidity And Feebleness Of Mind?

I See Several Animals That Live So Entire And Perfect A Life, Some Without Sight, Others Without Hearing: Who Knows Whether To Us Also One, Two, Or Three, Or Many Other Senses, May Not Be Wanting?

Scratching Is One Of Nature's Sweetest Gratifications, And Nearest At Hand.

When I Play With My Cat, Who Knows Whether I Do Not Make Her More Sport Than She Makes Me?

In Plain Truth, Lying Is An Accursed Vice. We Are Not Men, Nor Have Any Other Tie Upon Another, But By Our Word.