Banter Is Often A Proof Of Want

One Mark Of A Second-rate Mind Is To Be Always Telling Stories.

We Confide Our Secret To A Friend, But In Love It Escapes Us.

An Assembly Of The States, A Court Of Justice, Shows Nothing So Serious And Grave As A Table Of Gamesters Playing Very High; A Melancholy Solicitude Clouds Their Looks; Envy And Rancor Agitate Their Minds While The Meeting Lasts, Without Regard To Friendship, Alliances, Birth Or Distinctions.

Great Things Only Require To Be Simply Told, For They Are Spoiled By Emphasis; But Little Things Should Be Clothed In Lofty Language, As They Are Only Kept Up By Expression, Tone Of Voice, And Style Of Delivery.

When A Secret Is Revealed, It Is The Fault Of The Man Who Confided It.