They Who Drink Beer Will Think Beer.

I Am Always At A Loss At How Much To Believe Of My Own Stories.

The Natural Effect Of Sorrow Over The Dead Is To Refine And Elevate The Mind.

The Englishman Is Too Apt To Neglect The Present Good In Preparing Against The Possible Evil.

From Its Peaceful Bosom Spring None But Fond Regrets And Tender Recollections.

How Convenient It Would Be To Many Of Our Great Men And Great Families Of Doubtful Origin, Could They Have The Privilege Of The Heroes Of Yore, Who, Whenever Their Origin Was Involved In Obscurity, Modestly Announced Themselves Descended From A God.