Those That Vow The Most Are The

There's No Possibility Of Being Witty Without A Little Ill-nature - The Malice Of A Good Thing Is The Barb That Makes It Stick.

I Hate To See Prudence Clinging To The Green Suckers Of Youth; 'tis Like Ivy Round A Sapling, And Spoils The Growth Of The Tree.

A Tale Of Scandal Is As Fatal To The Credit Of A Prudent Lady As A Fever Is Generally To Those Of The Strongest Constitutions. But There Is A Sort Of Puny, Sickly Reputation, That Is Always Ailing, Yet Will Wither The Robuster Characters Of A Hundred Prudes.

There's Only One Truth About War: People Die.

A Progeny Of Learning.