O Lord, Sir - When A Heroine

A Circulating Library In A Town Is As An Evergreen Tree Of Diabolical Knowledge.

The Right Honourable Gentleman Is Indebted To His Memory For His Jests, And To His Imagination For His Facts.

If I Reprehend Anything In This World, It Is The Use Of My Oracular Tongue, And A Nice Derangement Of Epitaphs!

Tale-bearers Are As Bad As The Tale-makers.

He Is The Very Pineapple Of Politeness.