The Ancients Dreaded Death: The Christian Can

What Hypocrites We Seem To Be Whenever We Talk Of Ourselves! Our Words Sound So Humble, While Our Hearts Are So Proud.

Pity Is Like Eating Mustard Without Beef.

Every Irishman, The Saying Goes, Has A Potato In His Head.

Since The Generality Of Persons Act From Impulse, Much More Than From Principle, Men Are Neither So Good Nor So Bad As We Are Apt To Think Them.

A Statesman, We Are Told, Should Follow Public Opinion. Doubtless, As A Coachman Follows His Horses; Having Firm Hold On The Reins And Guiding Them.