Soft Pity Never Leaves The Gentle Breast

Wit Loses Its Point When Dipped In Malice.

When Of A Gossiping Circle It Was Asked, "what Are They Doing?" The Answer Was, "swapping Lies.

Believe That Story False That Ought Not To Be True.

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

I'm Called Away By Particular Business - But I Leave My Character Behind Me