Great Men Are The Commissioned

It Is A Strange Trade That Of Advocacy. Your Intellect, Your Highest Heavenly Gift Is Hung Up In The Shop Window Like A Loaded Pistol For Sale.

Quackery Gives Birth To Nothing; Gives Death To All Things.

That Monstrous Tuberosity Of Civilised Life, The Capital Of England.

Weak Eyes Are Fondest Of Glittering Objects.

The Real Use Of Gunpowder Is To Make All Men Tall.