God Hides Things By Putting

Wise Men Read Very Sharply All Of Your Private History In Your Look And Gait And Behavior.

I Can Reason Down Or Deny Everything, Except This Perpetual Belly: Feed He Must And Will, And I Cannot Make Him Respectable.

In Imitation Is A Bit Suicide.

Books Take Their Place According To Their Specific Gravity As Surely As Potatoes In A Tub.

We Have A Great Deal More Kindness Than Is Ever Spoken. (despite) All The Selfishness That Chills Like East Winds The World, The Whole Human Family Is Bathed With An Element Of Love Like A Fine Ether... The Effect Of The Indulgence Of This Human Affection Is A Certain Cordial Exhilaration.