No Great Man Lives In Vain. The

A Lie Should Be Trampled On And Extinguished Wherever Found. I Am For Fumigating The Atmosphere When I Suspect That Falsehood, Like Pestilence, Breathes Around Me.

Hunger Whets Everything, Especially Suspicion And Indignation.

Every New Opinion, At Its Starting, Is Precisely In A Minority Of One.

Roguery Is Thought By Some To Be Cunning And Laughable: It Is Neither; It Is Devilish.

The Past Is All Holy To Us; The Dead Are All Holy; Even They That Were Wicked When Alive.