Cruelty Is The Highest Pleasure

The Present, Like A Note In Music, Is Nothing But As It Appertains To What Is Past And What Is To Come.

He Who Brings Ridicule To Bear Against Truth Finds In His Hand A Blade Without A Hilt. The Most Sparkling And Pointed Flame Of Wit Flickers And Expires Against The Incombustible Walls Of Her Sanctuary.

Sculpture And Painting Are Moments Of Life; Poetry Is Life Itself.

Of All Studies, The Most Delightful And The Most Useful Is Biography. The Seeds Of Great Events Lie Near The Surface; Historians Delve Too Deep For Them. No History Was Ever True. Lives I Have Read Which, If They Were Not, Had The Appearance, The Interest, And The Utility Of Truth.

We Cannot At Once Catch The Applauses Of The Vulgar And Expect The Approbation Of The Wise.