I Have Only One Doctrine, The Infinitude

Every Man Alone Is Sincere. At The Entrance Of A Second Person, Hypocrisy Begins

I Consider Theology To Be The Rhetoric Of Morals.

A Gentleman Makes No Noise; A Lady Is Serene.

I Dip My Pen In The Blackest Ink, Because I'm Not Afraid Of Falling Into My Inkpot.

My Good Hoe As It Bites The Ground Revenges My Wrongs, And I Have Less Lust To Bite My Enemies. In The Smoothing The Rough Hillocks, I Smooth My Temper.