Crimes Generally Punish Themselves.

The English Laws Punish Vice; The Chinese Laws Do More, They Reward Virtue.

I Have Seen Her And Sister Cry Over A Book For An Hour Together, And They Said, They Liked The Book The Better The More It Made Them Cry.

Logicians Have But Ill Defined As Rational The Human Mind; Reason, They Say, Belongs To Man, But Let Them Prove It If They Can.

There Is One Way By Which A Strolling Player May Be Ever Secure Of Success; That Is, In Our Theatrical Way Of Expressing It, To Make A Great Deal Of The Character. To Speak And Act As In Common Life Is Not Playing, Nor Is It What People Come To See; Natural Speaking, Like Sweet Wine, Runs Glibly Over The Palate And Scarcely Leaves Any Taste Behind It; But Being High In A Part Resembles Vinegar, Which Grates Upon The Taste, And One Feels It While He Is Drinking.

All Is Not Gold That Glitters, Pleasure Seems Sweet, But Proves A Glass Of Bitters