The Best Style Of Writing, As Well

A Cigar Has "...a Fire At One End And A Fool At The Other."

I Am The Inferior Of Any Man Whose Rights I Trample Underfoot.

Ah! If The Pulpit Would Practice What It Preaches, Then All Would Be Well.

Do Not Lounge In The Cities! There Is Room & Health In The Country, Away From The Crowds Of Idlers & Imbeciles. Go West, Before You Are Fitted For No Life But That Of The Factory.

Morality And Religion Are But Words To Him Who Fishes In Gutters For The Means Of Sustaining Life, And Crouches Behind Barrels In The Street For Shelter From The Cutting Blasts Of A Winter Night.