We Are Led On, Like Little Children,

To Superficial Observers His Chin Had Too Vanishing An Aspect, Looking As If It Were Being Gradually Reabsorbed. And It Did Indeed Cause Him Some Difficulty About The Fit Of His Satin Stocks, For Which Chins Were At That Time Useful.

Satan Was A Blunderer ... Who Made A Stupendous Failure. If He Had Succeeded, We Should All Have Been Worshipping Him, And His Portrait Would Have Been More Flattering.

Inclination Snatches Arguments To Make Indulgence Seem Judicious Choice.

Boots And Shoes Are The Greatest Trouble Of My Life.

What Novelty Is Worth That Sweet Monotony Where Everything Is Known, And Loved Because It Is Known?