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They [zealots] Would Have Everybody Be As Blind As Themselves: To Them, To Be Clear-sighted Is Libertinism.

Solitude Terrifies The Soul At Twenty.

There's Nothing Quite Like Tobacco: It's The Passion Of Decent Folk, And Whoever Lives Without Tobacco Doesn't Deserve To Live.

The Defects Of Human Nature Afford Us Opportunities Of Exercising Our Philosophy, The Best Employment Of Our Virtues. If All Men Were Righteous, All Hearts True And Frank And Loyal, What Use Would Our Virtues Be?

I Always Do The First Line Well, But I Have Trouble Doing The Others.