Nothing Keeps Me In Such Awe As

If The Thought Is Slow To Come, A Glass Of Good Wine Encourages It; And When It Does Come, A Glass Of Good Wine Rewards It.

Fame, The Sovereign Deity Of Proud Ambition.

A Life Spent Worthily Should Be Measured By A Nobler Line,-by Deeds, Not Years.

Madam, A Circulating Library In A Town Is As An Evergreen Tree Of Diabolical Knowledge; It Blossoms Through The Year. And Depend On It That They Who Are So Fond Of Handling The Leaves, Will Long For The Fruit At Last.

The Quarrel Is A Very Pretty Quarrel As It Stands - We Should Only Spoil It By Trying To Explain It.