Marriage Is A Feast Where

None Are So Fond Of Secrets As Those Who Do Not Mean To Keep Them; Such Persons Covet Secrets As A Spendthrift Covets Money, For The Purpose Of Circulation.

Marriage Is A Feast Where The Grace Is Sometimes Better Than The Dinner.

Corruption Is Like A Ball Of Snow, Once It's Set A Rolling It Must Increase.

Precisely In Proportion To Our Own Intellectual Weakness Will Be Our Credulity As To Those Mysterious Powers Assumed By Others.

Death Is The Only Sovereign Whom No Partiality Can Warp, And No Price Corrupt.