Nature I Loved, And Next To Nature,

A Good Cook Is The Peculiar Gift Of The Gods. He Must Be A Perfect Creature From The Brain To The Palate, From The Palate To The Finger's End.

The Sweetest Souls, Like The Sweetest Flowers, Soon Canker In Cities, And No Purity Is Rarer There Than The Purity Of Delight.

Shakespeare Is Not Our Poet, But The World's.

We Oftener Say Things Because We Can Say Them Well, Than Because They Are Sound And Reasonable.

Political Men, Like Goats, Usually Thrive Best Among Inequalities.