Handsome Is That Handsome Does.

What Is Commonly Called Love, Namely The Desire Of Satisfying A Voracious Appetite With A Certain Quantity Of Delicate White Human Flesh.

The Blackest Ink Of Fate Are Sure My Lot, And When Fate Writ My Name It Made A Blot.

There Are Persons Of That General Philanthropy And Easy Tempers, Which The World In Contempt Generally Calls Good-natured, Who Seem To Be Sent Into The World With The Same Design With Which Men Put Little Fish Into A Pike Pond, In Order Only To Be Devoured By That Voracious Water-hero.

To The Composition Of Novels And Romances, Nothing Is Necessary But Paper, Pens, And Ink, With The Manual Capacity Of Using Them.

The Woman And The Soldier Who Do Not Defend The First Pass Will Never Defend The Last.