Half As Sober As A Judge.

This Very Night I Am Going To Leave Off Tobacco! Surely There Must Be Some Other World In Which This Unconquerable Purpose Shall Be Realised.

Oh For A Tongue To Curse The Slave Whose Treason, Like A Deadly Blight, Comes O'er The Councils Of The Brave, And Blasts Them In Their Hour Of Might!

I Could Never Hate Anyone I Knew.

A Sweet Child Is The Sweetest Thing In Nature.

Presents, I Often Say, Endear Absents.