Man's Conscience Is The Oracle Of God.

I Should, Many A Good Day, Have Blown My Brains Out, But For The Recollection That It Would Have Given Pleasure To My Mother-in-law.

Next To Dressing For A Rout Or Ball, Undressing Is A Woe.

There Is No Traitor Like Him Whose Domestic Treason Plants The Poniard Within The Breast That Trusted To His Truth

Reason Is So Unreasonable, That Few People Can Say They Are In Possession Of It.

Lord Of Himself; That Heritage Of Woe!