The Greatest Friend Of Truth Is Time,

Strong As Our Passions Are, They May Be Starved Into Submission, And Conquered Without Being Killed.

Truth Can Hardly Be Expected To Adapt Herself To The Crooked Policy And Wily Sinuosities Of Worldly Affairs; For Truth, Like Light, Travels Only In Straight Lines.

Many Books Owe Their Success To The Good Memories Of Their Authors And The Bad Memories Of Their Readers.

False Reasoners Are Often Best Confuted By Giving Them The Full Swing Of Their Own Absurdities.

He That Sympathizes In All The Happiness Of Others, Perhaps Himself Enjoys The Safest Happiness.