A women can make an average man great, and a great man average.

Some books are lies frae end to end.

I look on the opposite sex with something like the admiration with which I regard the starry sky on a frosty December night. I admire the beauty of the Creator's workmanship, I am charmed with the wild but graceful eccentricity of the motions, and then I wish both of them goodnight.

All-cheering Plenty, with her flowing horn, Led yellow Autumn, wreath'd with nodding corn.

Dare to be honest and fear no labor. ... Opera is where a man gets stabbed in the back, and instead of dying, he sings.

Misled by fancy's meteor ray, By passion driven; But yet the light that led astray Was light from heaven.

On Earth, Discord! A gloomy Heaven above, opening her jealous gates to the nineteen thousandth part of the tithe of mankind! And below, an inescapable & inexorable Hell, expanding its leviathan jaws for the vast residue of Mortals!