Bias And Impartiality Is In The Eye

Games Are Good Or Bad As To Their Nature; All May Be Perverted.

Pleasure Is Very Seldom Found Where It Is Sought. Our Brightest Blazes Of Gladness Are Commonly Kindled By Unexpected Sparks. The Flowers Which Scatter Their Odours From Time To Time In The Paths Of Life, Grow Up Without Culture From Seeds Scattered By Chance.

Attack Is The Reaction. I Never Think I Have Hit Hard Unless It Rebounds.

A Successful Author Is Equally In Danger Of The Diminution Of His Fame, Whether He Continues Or Ceases To Write.

From Ignorance Our Comfort Flows, The Only Wretched Are The Wise