Writing Is Like Prostitution. First You Do

I Might, By Chance, Write Something Just As Shoddy; But Then I Wouldn't Show It To Everybody.

Those Whose Conduct Gives Room For Talk Are Always The First To Attack Their Neighbors.

Nothing Can Be Fairer, Or More Noble, Than The Holy Fervor Of True Zeal.

Debts Are Nowadays Like Children Begot With Pleasure, But Brought Forth In Pain.

The Defects Of Human Nature Afford Us Opportunities Of Exercising Our Philosophy, The Best Employment Of Our Virtues. If All Men Were Righteous, All Hearts True And Frank And Loyal, What Use Would Our Virtues Be?