Have Not I Myself Known Five Hundred

True Friends, Like Ivy And The Wall Both Stand Together, And Together Fall.

Fancy That Thou Deservest To Be Hangedthou Wilt Feel It Happiness To Be Only Shot: Fancy That Thou Deservest To Be Hanged Ina Hair Halter, It Will Be A Luxury To Die In Hemp.

A Force As Of Madness In The Hands Of Reason Has Done All That Was Ever Done In The World.

For The Superior Morality, Of Which We Hear So Much, We Too Would Desire To Be Thankful: At The Same Time, It Were But Blindness To Deny That This Superior Morality Is Properly Rather An Inferior Criminality, Produced Not By Greater Love Of Virtue, But By Greater Perfection Of Police; And Of That Far Subtler And Stronger Police, Called Public Opinion.

With Stupidity And Sound Digestion, Man May Front Much.