Our Words Are Giants When They Do

I Have Noticed That The Christianity Of A Certain Class Of Respectable People Begins When They Open Their Prayer-books At Eleven O'clock On Sunday Morning, And Ends When They Shut Them Up Again At One O'clock On Sunday Afternoon. Nothing So Astonishes And Insults Christians Of This Sort As Reminding Them Of Their Christianity On A Week-day.

Some Of Us Rush Through Life, And Some Of Us Saunter Through Life. Mrs Vesey Sat Through Life.

My Business In Life Is To Eat, Drink, Sleep, And Die. Everything Else Is Superfluity And I Will Have None Of It.

Any Woman Who Is Sure Of Her Own Wits, Is A Match, At Any Time, For A Man Who Is Not Sure Of His Own Temper.

Let The Music Speak To Us Of Tonight, In A Happier Language Than Our Own.