In Fact, To Gull A Fool Seems

I Will Begin With This Confession: Whatever I Have Done In The Course Of My Life, Whether It Be Good Or Evil, Has Been Done Freely; I Am A Free Agent.

We Avenge Intellect When We Dupe A Fool, And It Is A Victory Not To Be Despised For A Fool Is Covered With Steel And It Is Often Very Hard To Find His Vulnerable Part.

Happy Are Those Lovers Who, When Their Senses Require Rest, Can Fall Back Upon The Intellectual Enjoyments Afforded By The Mind! Sweet Sleep Then Comes, And Lasts Until The Body Has Recovered Its General Harmony. On Awaking, The Senses Are Again Active And Always Ready To Resume Their Action.

When A Sonnet Is Mediocre It Is Bad, For It Should Be Sublime.

I Often Had No Scruples About Deceiving Nitwits And Scoundrels And Fools When I Found It Necessary. ...we Avenge Intelligence When We Deceive A Fool, And... Deceiving A Fool Is An Exploit Worthy Of An Intelligent Man. What Has Infused My Very Blood With An Unconquerable Hatred Of The Whole Tribe Of Fools From The Day Of My Birth Is That I Become A Fool Myself When I Am In Their Company.