There Is Not So Variable A Thing

The Gloomy Months Of November, When The People Of England Hang And Drown Themselves.

It Must Be So, Plato, Thou Reason'st Well!

Who Does Not More Admire Cicero As An Author Than As A Consul Of Rome?

When A Man Has Been Guilty Of Any Vice Or Folly, The Best Atonement He Can Make For It Is To Warn Others Not To Fall Into The Like.

A Reader Seldom Peruses A Book With Pleasure Until He Knows Whether The Writer Of It Be A Black Man Or A Fair Man, Of A Mild Or Choleric Disposition, Married Or A Bachelor.