Wine Does But Draw Forth A Man's

I Hate To See Prudence Clinging To The Green Suckers Of Youth; 'tis Like Ivy Round A Sapling, And Spoils The Growth Of The Tree.

I Own The Soft Impeachment.

Many A Wretch Has Rid On A Hurdle Who Has Done Less Mischief Than Utterers Of Forged Tales, Coiners Of Scandal, And Clippers Of Reputation.

Self Confidence Is The Ground Stone Of Success

I Leave My Character Behind Me.