Law Is But A Heathen

In Their Religion They Are So Uneven, That Each Man Goes His Own Byway To Heaven.

It Is Never Too Late To Be Wise.

A Rich Man Is An Honest Man--no Thanks To Him; For He Would Be A Double Knave, To Cheat Mankind When He Had No Need Of It: He Has No Occasion To Press Upon His Integrity, Nor So Much As To Touch Upon The Borders Of Dishonesty.

No Shoots, Says Friday, No Yet, Me Shoot Now, Me No Kill; Me Stay, Give You One More Laugh.

How Strange A Checker-work Of Providence Is The Life Of Man!