Our Words Are Giants When

The Law Will Argue Any Thing, With Any Body Who Will Pay The Law For The Use Of Its Brains And Its Time.

But, Ah Me! Where Is The Faultless Human Creature Who Can Persevere In A Good Resolution, Without Sometimes Failing And Falling Back?

I Have Always Held The Old-fashioned Opinion That The Primary Object Of Work Of Fiction Should Be To Tell A Story.

We Neither Know Nor Judge Ourselves; Others May Judge, But Cannot Know Us. God Alone Judges And Knows Us.

I Am A Citizen Of The World, And I Have Met, In My Time, With So Many Different Sorts Of Virtue, That I Am Puzzled, In My Old Age, To Say Which Is The Right Sort And Which Is The Wrong.