I love to consider an Infidel, whether distinguished by the title of deist, atheist, or free-thinker.

It is a wonderful thing that so many, and they not reckoned absurd, shall entertain those with whom they converse by giving them the history of their pains and aches and imagine such narrations their quota of conversation.

You see, among men who are honored with the common appellation ogentleman, many contradictions to that character.

It is a very melancholy reflection that men are usually so weak that it is absolutely necessary for them to know sorrow and pain to be in their right senses.

Pleasure, when it is a man's chief purpose, disappoints itself; and the constant application to it palls the faculty of enjoying it.

Pride destroys all symmetry and grace, and affectation is a more terrible enemy to fine faces than the small-pox.

A little in drink, but at all times your faithful husband.