Our heroes of the former days deserved and gained their never-fading bays.

Beware what spirit rages in your breast; for one inspired, ten thousand are possessed.

Immodest words admit of no defence, For want of decency is want of sense.

Choose an author as you would a friend.

Truth and fiction are so aptly mixed that all seems uniform and of a piece.

Words once spoken can never be recalled.

I will not quarrel with a slight mistake, Such as our nature's frailty may excuse.