Children And Savages Use Only Nouns Or

I Think No Virtue Goes With Size;the Reason Of All Cowardiceis, That Men Are Overgrown,and, To Be Valiant, Must Come Downto The Titmouse Dimension.

Solitary Converse With Nature; For Thence Are Ejaculated Sweet And Dreadful Words Never Uttered In Libraries. Ah! The Spring Days, The Summer Dawns, And October Woods!

A Great Man Will Find A Great Subject, Or Which Is The Same Thing, Make Any Subject Great.

The Virtue In Most Request Is Conformity.

'tis A Superstition To Insist On A Special Diet. All Is Made At Last Of The Same Chemical Atoms.