I could honor Carmen Electra. I think she's beautiful.
Superstition moulds nature into an arbitrary semblance of the supernatural, and then bows down to the work of its own hands.
Repentance clothes in grass and flowers the grave in which the past is laid.
One dupe is as impossible as one twin.
Enthusiasm is grave, inward, self-controlled; mere excitement, outward, fantastic, hysterical, and passing in a moment from tears to laughter.
Speech is as a pump, by which we raise and pour out the water from the great lake of Thought,--whither it flows back again.