Men, Like Nails, Lose Their Usefulness When

Even The Weakest Disputant Is Made So Conceited By What He Calls Religion, As To Think Himself Wiser Than The Wisest Who Thinks Differently From Him.

Absurdities Are Great Or Small In Proportion To Custom Or Insuetude.

Old Trees In Their Living State Are The Only Things That Money Cannot Command.

But I Have Sinuous Shells Of Pearly Hue Within, And They That Lustre Have Imbibed In The Sun's Palace-porch, Where When Unyoked Chariot-wheel Stands Midway In The Wave: Shake One, And It Awakens; Then Apply Its Polisht Lips To Your Attentive Ear, And It Remembers Its August Abodes, And Murmurs As The Ocean Murmurs There.

In Honest Truth, A Name Given To A Man Is No Better Than A Skin Given To Him; What Is Not Natively His Own Falls Off And Comes To Nothing.