There Ambush Here Relentless Ruffians Lay, And

Were It Not For Imagination A Man Would Be As Happy In The Arms Of A Chambermaid As Of A Duchess.

Solitude Is Dangerous To Reason, Without Being Favourable To Virtue. Remember That The Solitary Mortal Is Certainly Luxurious, Probably Superstitious, And Possibly Mad.

No Man Was More Foolish When He Had Not A Pen In His Hand, Or More Wise When He Had

Change Is Not Made Without Inconvenience.

Riches, Perhaps, Do Not So Often Produce Crimes As Incite Accusers.