I have a notion that gamblers are as happy as most people - being always excited.

What want these outlaws conquerors should have but history's purchased page to call them great?

I die but first I have possessed, And come what may, I have been blessed.

That prose is a verse, and verse is a prose; convincing all, by demonstrating plain – poetic souls delight in prose insane

There is, in fact, no law or government at all; and it is wonderful how well things go on without them.

A man must serve his time to every trade, Save censure-critics all are ready made. Take hackney'd jokes from Miller, got by rote With just enough learning to misquote.

Think'st thou there is no tyranny but that Of blood and chains? The despotism of vice-- The weakness and the wickedness of luxury-- The negligence--the apathy--the evils Of sensual sloth--produces ten thousand tyrants, Whose delegated cruelty surpasses The worst acts of one energetic master, However harsh and hard in his own bearing.