Sure Men Were Born To Lie, And

Who Talks Much, Must Talk In Vain.

Do You Think Your Mother And I Should Have Lived Comfortably So Long Together, If Ever We Had Been Married? Baggage!

Give Me, Kind Heaven, A Private Station, A Mind Serene For Contemplation.

Follow Love And It Will Flee, Flee Love And It Will Follow Thee.

The Luxury Of Doing Good Surpasses Every Other Personal Enjoyment.