A Companion Loves Some Agreeable

Friendship, "the Wine Of Life," Should, Like A Well-stocked Cellar, Be Continually Renewed.

No, Sir, Claret Is The Liquor For Boys; Port For Men: But He Who Aspires To Be A Hero Must Drink Brandy. In The First Place Brandy Will Do Soonest For A Man What Drinking Can Do For Him.

After I Went To Bed I Had A Curious Fancy As To Dreams. In Sleep The Doors Of The Mind Are Shut, And Thoughts Come Jumping In At The Windows. They Tumble Headlong, And Therefore Are So Disorderly And Strange. Sometimes They Are Stout And Light On Their Feet, And Then They Are Rational Dreams.

The Connection Between Authors, Printers, And Booksellers Must Be Kept Up.

A Page Of My Journal Is Like A Cake Of Portable Soup. A Little May Be Diffused Into A Considerable Portion.