The juggle of sophistry consists, for the most part, in using a word in one sense in all the premises, and in another sense in the conclusion.

To leave no interval between the sentence and the fulfillment of it doth beseem God only, the Immutable!

The first great requisite is absolute sincerity. Falsehood and disguise are miseries and misery-makers.

Men, I still think, ought to be weighed not counted.

Poor little Foal of an oppressed race! I love the languid patience of thy face.

About, about, in reel and rout the death fires danced at night.

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