A Coquette Is Like A Recruiting Sergeant,

A Man, So To Speak, Who Is Not Able To Bow To His Own Conscience Every Morning Is Hardly In A Condition To Respectfully Salute The World At Any Other Time Of The Day.

A Pill That The Present Moment Is Daily Bread To Thousands.

Rogues Are Prone To Find Things Before They Are Lost.

Duty, Though Set About By Thorns, May Still Be Made A Staff Supporting Even While It Tortures. Cast It Away, And, Like The Prophet's Wand, It Changes To A Snake.

I Never Hear The Rattling Of Dice That It Does Not Sound To Me Like The Funeral Bell Of The Whole Family.