It Is As Easy To Unknowingly Deceive

The Greatest Miracle Of Love Is The Cure Of Coquetry.

Our Envy Always Outlives The Felicity Of Its Object.

Only The Contemptible Fear Contempt.

We Are Nearer Loving Those Who Hate Us Than Those Who Love Us More Than We Wish.

Things Often Offer Themselves To Our Mind In A More Finished Form In The Very First Thought, Than We Might Have Made Them By Muchart And Study.