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In the name of the Prophet—figs.

— Horace Smith

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Vanity—like laudanum, and other poisonous medicines, is beneficial in small, though injurious in large quantities. No man, who is not pleased with himself, even in a personal sense, can please others.

The Tin Trumpet (1836)

Thinking is but an idle waste of thought,
And nought is everything and everything is nought.

Our charity begins at home,
And mostly ends where it begins.

Perhaps thou wert a priest,—if so, my struggles
Are vain, for priestcraft never owns its juggles.

In losing fortune, many a lucky elf
Has found himself.

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