Ladies are like creeds; if you cannot speak well of them, say nothing.
You know nothing till you know all; which is the reason we never know any thing.
No mercy, no power but its own controls it. Panting and snorting like a mad battle steed that has lost its rider, the masterless ocean overruns the globe.
For all his tattooings he was on the whole a clean, comely looking cannibal.
I am madness maddened! That wild madness that's only calm to comprehend itself
There seems no reason why patriotism and narrowness should go together, or why intellectual impartiality should be confounded with political trimming, or why serviceable truth should keep cloistered be a cause not partisan.