Luck, Mere Luck May Make Even Madness

O This Itch Of The Ear, That Breaks Out At The Tongue! Were Not Curiosity So Over-busy, Detraction Would Soon Be Starved To Death.

Modesty Is A Bright Dish-cover, Which Makes Us Fancy There Is Something Very Nice Underneath It.

Nothing Is So Beneficial To A Young Author As The Advice Of A Man Whose Judgment Stands Constitutionally At The Freezing-point.

Some People Are So Fond Of Ill Luck That They Run Halfway To Meet It.

A Man, So To Speak, Who Is Not Able To Bow To His Own Conscience Every Morning Is Hardly In A Condition To Respectfully Salute The World At Any Other Time Of The Day.