You may be an undigested bit of beef, a blot of mustard, a crumb of cheese, a fragment of underdone potato. There's more of gravy than of grave about you, whatever you are!

Stranger, pause and ask thyself the question, Canst thou do likewise? If not, with a blush retire.

Over the whole, a young lady presided, whose gloomy haughtiness as she surveyed the street, announced a deep-seated grievance against society, and an implacable determination to be avenged.

Death may beget life, but oppression can beget nothing other than itself.

I will honour Christmas in my heart, and try to keep it all the year. I will live in the Past, the Present, and the Future. The Spirits of all Three shall strive within me. I will not shut out the lessons that they teach!

And I am bored to death with it. Bored to death with this place, bored to death with my life, bored to death with myself.

Moths, and all sorts of ugly creatures, hover about a lighted candle. Can the candle help it?