When A Man Fell Into His Anecdotage

There Is No Waste Of Time Like Making Excuses.

Mediocrity Can Talk, But It Is For Genius To Observe.

Information Upon Points Of Practical Politics.

Destiny Bears Us To Our Lot, And Destiny Is Perhaps Our Own Will.

Taste, When Once Obtained, May Be Said To Be No Acquiring Faculty, And Must Remain Stationary; But Knowledge Is Of Perpetual Growth And Has Infinite Demands. Taste, Like An Artificial Canal, Winds Through A Beautiful Country, But Its Borders Are Confined And Its Term Is Limited. Knowledge Navigates The Ocean, And Is Perpetually On Voyages Of Discovery.