The Bullet That Will Kill Me Is

The Infectiousness Of Crime Is Like That Of The Plague.

A Fool Is Only Troublesome, A Pedant Insupportable.

We Must Laugh At Man To Avoid Crying For Him.

All Things Proclaim The Existence Of God.

Surely In A Matter Of This Kind We Should Endeavor To Do Something, That We May Say That We Have Not Lived In Vain, That We May Leave Some Impress Of Ourselves On The Sands Of Time.