Is There Some Principal Of Nature Which

Truth Is The Silliest Thing Under The Sun. Try To Get A Living By The Truth And Go To The Soup Societies. Heavens! Let Any Clergyman Try To Preach The Truth From Its Very Stronghold, The Pulpit, And They Would Ride Him Out Of His Church On His Own Pulpit Bannister.

Where Does Any Novelist Pick Up Any Character? For The Most Part, In Town, To Be Sure.

The Path To My Fixed Purpose Is Laid With Iron Rails Whereon My Soul Is Grooved To Run

No Philosophers So Thoroughly Comprehend Us As Dogs And Horses.

There Are Some Enterprises In Which A Careful Disorderliness Is The True Method.