It Is With Happiness As With Watches:

There Is No History Worthy Attention Save That Of Free Nations; The History Of Nations Under The Sway Of Despotism Is No More Than A Collection Of Anecdotes.

Someone Described Providence As The Baptismal Name Of Chance; No Doubt Some Pious Person Will Retort That Chance Is The Nickname Of Providence.

Living Is A Sickness To Which Sleep Provides Relief Every Sixteen Hours. It's A Palliative. The Remedy Is Death.

Conscience Is A Dog That Does Not Stop Us From Passing But That We Cannot Prevent From Barking.

An Author Is Often Obscure To The Reader Because They Proceed From The Thought To Expression Than Like The Reader From The Expression To The Thought.