A Brave Man Thinks No

An Excuse Is Worse And More Terrible Than A Lie; For An Excuse Is A Lie Guarded.

The Blest To-day Is As Completely So, As Who Began A Thousand Years Ago.

I Think A Good Deal May Be Said To Extenuate The Fault Of Bad Poets. What We Call A Genius, Is Hard To Be Distinguish'd By A Man Himself, From A Strong Inclination: And If His Genius Be Ever So Great, He Can Not At First Discover It Any Other Way, Than By Giving Way To That Prevalent Propensity Which Renders Him The More Liable To Be Mistaken.

A Brain Of Feathers, And A Heart Of Lead.

Education Forms The Common Mind. Just As The Twig Is Bent, The Tree's Inclined.