Oh! How Near Are Genius And Madness!

What A Hell Of An Economic System! Some Are Replete With Everything While Others, Whose Stomachs Are No Less Demanding, Whose Hunger Is Just As Recurrent, Have Nothing To Bite On. The Worst Of It Is The Constrained Posture Need Puts You In. The Needy Man Does Not Walk Like The Rest; He Skips, Slithers, Twists, Crawls.

In Any Country Where Talent And Virtue Produce No Advancement, Money Will Be The National God. Its Inhabitants Will Either Have To Possess Money Or Make Others Believe That They Do. Wealth Will Be The Highest Virtue, Poverty The Greatest Vice.

Bad Company Is As Instructive As Licentiousness. One Makes Up For The Loss Of One's Innocence With The Loss Of One's Prejudices.

The Blood Of Jesus Christ Can Cover A Multitude Of Sins, It Seems To Me.

All Things Must Be Examined, Debated, Investigated Without Exception And Without Regard For Anyone's Feelings.