Material Abundance Without Character Is

Letters Are Not The First, But The Last Step In The Progression From Barbarism To Civilisation.

The Sentiments Of Men Are Known Not Only By What They Receive, But What They Reject Also.

The Cutting Of Heads Is Become So Much A La Mode, That One Is Apt To Feel Of A Morning Whether Their Own Is On Their Shoulders.

I Am Tired Of A Life Of Contention, And Of Being The Personal Object For The Hatred Of Every Man, Who Hates The Present State Of Things.

An Individual, Thinking Himself Injured, Makes More Noise Than A State.