He Who Writes Badly Thinks

All My Plans In Private Life; All My Pursuits; All My Designs, Wishes, And Thoughts, Have This One Great Object In View: The Overthrow Of The Ruffian Boroughmongers. If I Write Grammars; If I Write On Agriculture; If I Sow, Plant, Or Deal In Seeds; Whatever I Do Has First In View The Destruction Of Those Infamous Tyrants.

Please Your Eye And Plague Your Heart.

It Is Not The Greatness Of A Man's Means That Makes Him Independent, So Much As The Smallness Of His Wants.

I Set Out As A Sort Of Self-dependent Politician. My Opinions Were My Own. I Dashed At All Prejudices. I Scorned To Follow Anybodyin Matter Of Opinion.... All Were, Therefore, Offended At My Presumption, As They Deemed It.

A Couple Of Flitches Of Bacon Are Worth Fifty Thousand Methodist Sermons And Religious Tracts. They Are Great Softeners Of Temper And Promoters Of Domestic Harmony.