The Said Truth Is That It Is

[i]n Principle And In Practice, In A Right Track And In A Wrong One, The Rarest Of All Human Qualities Is Consistency.

Pleasure Is In Itself A Good; Nay, Even Setting Aside Immunity From Pain, The Only Good.

The Request Of Industry To Government Is As Modest As That Of Diogenes To Alexander: Get Out Of My Light.

The Day May Come When The Rest Of The Animal Creation May Acquire Those Rights Which Never Could Have Been Withholden From Them But By The Hand Of Tyranny.

Judges Of Elegance And Taste Consider Themselves As Benefactors To The Human Race, Whilst They Are Really Only The Interrupters Of Their Pleasure ... There Is No Taste Which Deserves The Epithet Good, Unless It Be The Taste For Such Employments Which, To The Pleasure Actually Produced By Them, Conjoin Some Contingent Or Future Utility: There Is No Taste Which Deserves To Be Characterized As Bad, Unless It Be A Taste For Some Occupation Which Has Mischievous Tendency.