My Trade And Art Is To Live.

Is There Anything So Grave And Serious As An Ass?

Death, They Say, Acquits Us Of All Obligations.

Nature Clasps All Her Creatures In A Universal Embrace; There Is Not One Of Them Which She Has Not Plainly Furnished With All Means Necessary To The Conservation Of Its Being.

It Is A Rare Life That Remains Orderly Even In Private.

Each Man Calls Barbarism Whatever Is Not His Own Practice; For Indeed It Seems We Have No Other Test Of Truth And Reason Than The Example And Pattern Of The Opinions And Customs Of The Country We Live In