May My Last Breath Be Drawn Through

I Never Knew An Enemy To Puns Who Was Not An Ill-natured Man.

Take All The Pleasures Of All The Spheres, And Multiply Each Through Endless Years,- One Minute Of Heaven Is Worth Them All.

I Cannot Sit And Think; Books Think For Me.

He Has Left Off Reading Altogether, To The Great Improvement Of His Originality.

This Is The Magnanimity Of Authorship, When A Writer Having A Topic Presented To Him, Fruitful Of Beauties For Common Minds, Waives His Privilege, And Trusts To The Judicious Few For Understanding The Reason Of His Abstinence.