It Is My Deliberate Opinion That The

Of Tobacco And Its Consequences, I Will Say Nothing But That The Practice Is At Too Bad A Pass To Leave Hope That Anything That Could Be Said In Books Would Work A Cure. If The Floors Of Boarding-houses, And The Decks Of Steam-boats, And The Carpets Of The Capitol, Do Not Sicken The Americans Into A Reform; If The Warnings Of Physicians Are Of No Avail, What Remains To Be Said? I Dismiss The Nauseous Subject.

The Systematic Abuse With Which The Newspapers Of One Side Assail Every Candidate Coming Forward On The Other, Is The Cause Of Many Honorable Men, Who Have A Regard To Their Reputation, Being Deterred From Entering Public Life; And Of The People Being Thus Deprived Of Some Better Servants Than Any They Have.

Authorship Has Never Been With Me A Matter Of Choice. I Have Not Done It For Amusement, Or For Money, Or For Fame, Or For Any Reason But Because I Could Not Help It.

Laws And Customs May Be Creative Of Vice; And Should Be Therefore Perpetually Under Process Of Observation And Correction: But Laws And Customs Cannot Be Creative Of Virtue: They May Encourage And Help To Preserve It; But They Cannot Originate It.

Everything But Truth Becomes Loathed In A Sick-room ... Let The Nurse Avow That The Medicine Is Nauseous. Let The Physician Declare That The Treatment Will Be Painful. Let Sister, Or Brother, Or Friend, Tell Me That I Must Never Look To Be Well. When The Time Approaches That I Am To Die, Let Me Be Told That I Am To Die, And When.