Man's Conscience Is The Oracle Of God.

To Be Perfectly Original One Should Think Much And Read Little, And This Is Impossible, For One Must Have Read Before One Has Learnt To Think.

Of All The Horrid, Hideous Notes Of Woe, Sadder Than Owl-songs Or The Midnight Blast; Is That Portentous Phrase, "i Told You So.

The Dew Of Compassion Is A Tear.

If I Could Always Read, I Should Never Feel The Want Of Company.

Eat, Drink And Love...the Rest Is Not Worth A Nickel