The great art in writing advertisements is the finding out a
proper method to catch the reader's eye; without read more

The great art in writing advertisements is the finding out a
proper method to catch the reader's eye; without which a good
thing may pass over unobserved, or be lost among commissions of
bankrupt.

If the newspapers of a country are filled with good news, the jails of that country will be filled with read more

If the newspapers of a country are filled with good news, the jails of that country will be filled with good people.

Remember, son, many a good story has been ruined by over-verification.

Remember, son, many a good story has been ruined by over-verification.

None of our political writers . . . take notice of any more than
three estates, namely, Kings, Lords read more

None of our political writers . . . take notice of any more than
three estates, namely, Kings, Lords and Commons . . . passing by
in silence that very large and powerful body which form the
fourth estate in the community . . . the Mob.

Never believe in anything until it has been officially denied.

Never believe in anything until it has been officially denied.

Trying to determine what is going on in the world by reading newspapers is like trying to tell the time read more

Trying to determine what is going on in the world by reading newspapers is like trying to tell the time by watching the second hand of a clock.

Burke said there were Three Estates in Parliament; but, in the
Reporter's gallery yonder, there sat a fourth estate read more

Burke said there were Three Estates in Parliament; but, in the
Reporter's gallery yonder, there sat a fourth estate more
important far than they all.

Journalism largely consists of saying "Lord Jones is Dead" to people who never knew that Lord Jones was alive.

Journalism largely consists of saying "Lord Jones is Dead" to people who never knew that Lord Jones was alive.

He comes, the herald of a noisy world,
With spatter'd boots, strapp'd waist, and frozen locks;
News read more

He comes, the herald of a noisy world,
With spatter'd boots, strapp'd waist, and frozen locks;
News from all nations lumbering at his back.