The Joke Loses Everything When The Joker

You Have To Go The Rounds From Individual To Individual In Order To Gather The Totality Of The Race.

An Honest Man You May Form Of Windle-straws, But To Make A Rogue You Must Have Grist.

The Mind Is The Eyesight Of The Soul.

What Reason, Like The Careful Ant, Draws Laboriously Together, The Wind Of Accident Sometimes Collects In A Moment.

For The World Is Only Governed By Self-interest.