By Words The Mind Is Winged.

To Win The People, Always Cook Them Some Savoury That Pleases Them.

Your Lost Friends Are Not Dead, But Gone Before, Advanced A Stage Or Two Upon That Road Which You Must Travel In The Steps They Trod.

If A Man Owes Me Money, I Never Seem To Forget. But If I Do The Owing, I Somehow Never Remember.

A Demagogue Must Be Neither An Educated Nor An Honest Man; He Has To Be An Ignoramus And A Rogue.

If I Get Clear Of My Debts, I Care Not Though Men Call Me Bold, Glib Of Tongue, Audacious, Impudent, Shameless, A Fabricator Of Falsehoods, Inventor Of Words, Practised In Lawsuits, A Pettifogger, A Rattle, A Fox, A Sharper, A Knave, A Dissembler, A Slippery Fellow, An Imposter, A Rogue That Deserves The Cat-o-nine-tails, A Blackguard, A Twister, A Licker-up Of Hashes; They Call All This When They Meet Me, If They Please, I Care Not.