Thou hast the keys of Paradise, oh just, subtle, and mighty opium! - Thomas de Quincey

But my way of writing is rather to think aloud, and follow my own humours, than much to consider who is listening to me; and, if I stop to consider what is proper to be said to this or that person, I shall soon come to doubt whether any part at all is proper.

A promise is binding in the inverse ratio of the numbers to whom it is made.

In many walks of life, a conscience is a more expensive encumbrance than a wife or a carriage.