Without Bread All Is Misery.

I Defy You To Agitate Any Fellow With A Full Stomach.

The Very Hirelings Of The Press, Whose Trade It Is To Buoy Up The Spirits Of The People... Have Uttered Falsehoods So Long, They Have Played Off So Many Tricks, That Their Budget Seems, At Last, To Be Quite Empty.

He Who Writes Badly Thinks Badly

Before I Dismiss This Affair Of Eating And Drinking, Let Me Beseech You To Resolve To Free Yourselves From The Slavery Of The Tea And Coffee And Other Slop-kettle, If, Unhappily, You Have Been Bred Up In Such Slavery.

Never Esteem Men On Account Of Their Riches Or Their Station. Respect Goodness, Find It Where You May.