The Worse The Man, The Better The

You Cannot Treat With All The World At Once.

When I Want Any, Good Head Work Done; I Always Choose A Man, If Possible With A Long Nose.

Paradise Is A Center Whither The Souls Of All Men Are Proceeding, Each Sect In Its Particular Road.

I Have Come To Realise That Men Are Not Born To Be Free.

In These Days The Invention Of Printing, And The Diffusion Of Knowledge, Render Historical Calumnies A Little Less Dangerous: Truth Will Always Prevail In The Long Run, But How Slow Its Progress!