Here is my Creed. I believe in one God, the Creator of the Universe. That He governs it by His Providence. That He ought to be worshipped.

To find out a girl's faults, praise her to her girlfriends.

That the vegetable creation should restore the air which is spoiled by the animal part of it, looks like a rational system, and seems to be of a piece with the rest.

Unless the Stream of their Importation could be turned... they will soon so outnumber us, that all the advantages we have, will not in my Opinion be able to preserve our Language, and even our Government will become precarious.

An investment in knowledge pays the best interest.

He that is conscious of a stink in his breeches is [suspicious] of every wrinkle in another's nose.

Many people die at twenty five and aren't buried until they are seventy five.