Good Reading Makes For Damn Hard Writing.

It Is By Women That Nature Writes On The Hearts Of Men.

Ay, Ay, The Best Terms Will Grow Obsolete: Damns Have Had Their Day.

I Loved Him For Himself Alone.

Madam, A Circulating Library In A Town Is As An Evergreen Tree Of Diabolical Knowledge; It Blossoms Through The Year. And Depend On It That They Who Are So Fond Of Handling The Leaves, Will Long For The Fruit At Last.

Though I Never Scruple A Lie To Serve My Master, It Hurts One's Conscience To Be Found Out!