Speak For Yourself And From Yourself, Or

To Write Much, And To Write Rapidly, Are Empty Boasts. The World Desires To Know What You Have Done, And Not How You Did It.

The History Of The Race Is But That Of The Individual "writ Large".

Murder, Like Talent, Seems Occasionally To Run In Families.

Literature Is At Once The Cause And The Effect Of Social Progress.

Vehemence Without Feeling Is But Rant.