He Hurts Me Most Who

The Laws I Love; The Lawyers I Suspect.

Fashion--a Word Which Knaves And Fools May Use, Their Knavery And Folly To Excuse.

Weak Is That Throne, And In Itself Unsound, Which Takes Not Solid Virtue For Its Ground.

The Best Things Carried To Excess Are Wrong.

Great Use They Have, When In The Hands Of One Like Me, Who Understands, Who Understands The Time And Place, The Person, Manner, And The Grace, Which Fools Neglect; So That We Find, If All The Requisites Are Join'd, From Whence A Perfect Joke Must Spring, A Joke's A Very Serious Thing.