Discourse On Virtue And They Pass By

Let Us Not Unlearn What We Have Already Learned

One Day, Observing A Child Drinking Out Of His Hands, He Cast Away The Cup From His Wallet With The Words, "a Child Has Beaten Me In Plainness Of Living."

If Your Cloak Was A Gift, I Appreciate It; If It Was A Loan, I'm Not Through With It Yet.

Blushing Is The Color Of Virtue.

To Arrive At Perfection, A Man Should Have Very Sincere Friends Or Inveterate Enemies; Because He Would Be Made Sensible Of His Good Or Ill Conduct, Either By The Censures Of The One Or The Admonitions Of The Other.