Love Is A Child That Talks In

'tis A Good Thing To Laugh At Any Rate; And If A Straw Can Tickle A Man, It Is An Instrument Of Happiness.

The End Of Satire Is The Amendment Of Vices By Correction; And He Who Writes Honestly Is No More An Enemy To The Offender Than The Physician To The Patient When He Prescribes Harsh Remedies.

But How Can Finite Grasp Infinity?

Accurst Ambition, How Dearly I Have Bought You.

To Tame The Proud, The Fetter'd Slave To Free, These Are Imperial Arts.