If You Wish To Write Well, Study

Lost, Yesterday, Somewhere Between Sunrise And Sunset, Two Golden Hours, Each Set With Sixty Diamond Minutes. No Reward Is Offered For They Are Gone Forever.

On The Face Of It, It Must Be A Bad Cause Which Will Not Bear Discussion. Truth Seeks Light Instead Of Shunning It.

Let But The Public Mind Become Once Thoroughly Corrupt, And All Attempts To Secure Property, Liberty Or Life, By Mere Force Of Laws Written On Parchment, Will Be As Vain As To Put Up Printed Notices In An Orchard To Keep Off The Canker-worms.

Thank Heaven, The Female Heart Is Untenantable By Atheism.

To Know The Machine One Must Know Where Each Part Belongs, And What Its Office Is.