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By My Soul, I Can Neither Eat, Drink, Nor Sleep; Nor, What's Still Worse, Love Any Woman In The World But Her.

When We Reflect Upon The Cruelties Daily Practised Upon Such Of The Animal Creation As Are Given Us For Food, Or Which We Ensnarefor Our Diversion, We Shall Be Obliged To Own That There Is More Of The Savage In Human Nature Than We Are Aware Of.

Women Are Sometimes Drawn In To Believe Against Probability By The Unwillingness They Have To Doubt Their Own Merit.

People Who Act Like Angels Ought To Have Angels To Deal With.

A Departure From The Truth Was Hardly Ever Known To Be A Single One.