Books Are Like Imprisoned Souls Till Someone

Life Is Not An Exact Science, It Is An Art.

In Law, Nothing Is Certain But The Expense.

In Old Times People Used To Try And Square The Circle; Now They Try And Devise Schemes For Satisfying The Irish Nation.

And So There Is No God But Has Been In The Loins Of Past Gods.

Human Life Is As Evanescent As The Morning Dew Or A Flash Of Lightning.