Malicious Men May Die, But Malice Never.

Malicious Tongues Spread Their Poison Abroad And Nothing Here Below Is Proof Against Them.

My Heavens! I've Been Talking Prose For The Last Forty Years Without Knowing It.

I Might, By Chance, Write Something Just As Shoddy; But Then I Wouldn't Show It To Everybody.

Anyone May Be An Honorable Man, And Yet Write Verse Badly.

I Have The Fault Of Being A Little More Sincere Than Is Proper.