Passion Doesn't Look Beyond The

The Busiest Of Living Agents Are Certain Dead Men's Thoughts.

Wit, Like Poetry, Is Insusceptible Of Being Constructed Upon Rules Founded Merely In Reason. Like Faith, It Exists Independent Of Reason, And Sometimes In Hostility To It.

Silence, When Nothing Need Be Said, Is The Eloquence Of Discretion.

Better Freedom With A Crust, Than Slavery With Every Luxury.

Doubt Whom You Will, But Never Yourself.