Had I A Heart For Falsehood Framed,

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.

Good Reading Makes For Damn Hard Writing.

Prudence, Like Experience, Must Be Paid For.

She's As Headstrong As An Allegory On The Banks Of The Nile.

An Unforgiving Eye, And A Damned Disinheriting Countenance!