I can't but say it is an awkward sight To see one's native land receding through The growing waters; it unmans one quite, Especially when life is rather new.

I think the worst woman that ever existed would have made a man of very passable reputation -- they are all better than us and their faults such as they are must originate with ourselves.

Nothing can confound a wise man more than laughter from a dunce.

Dead scandals form good subjects for dissection.

Next to dressing for a rout or ball, undressing is a woe.

When we two parted In silence and tears, Half broken-hearted, To sever for years.

A small drop of ink makes thousands, perhaps millions... think.