Genius Only Leaves Behind It The Monuments

There Is Nothing Good To Be Had In The Country, Or If There Is, They Will Not Let You Have It.

Walk Groundly, Talk Profoundly, Drink Roundly, Sleep Soundly.

As We Advance In Life, We Acquire A Keener Sense Of The Value Of Time. Nothing Else, Indeed, Seems Of Any Consequence; And We Become Misers In This Respect.

The True Barbarian Is He Who Thinks Everything Barbarous But His Own Tastes And Prejudices.

The Pleasure Of Hating, Like A Poisonous Mineral, Eats Into The Heart Of Religion, And Turns It To Ranking Spleen And Bigotry; It Makes Patriotism An Excuse For Carrying Fire, Pestilence, And Famine Into Other Lands: It Leaves To Virtue Nothing But The Spirit Of Censoriousness.