It Is Great Folly To Wish To

Neither The Sun Nor Death Can Be Looked At Steadily.

Consolation For Unhappiness Can Often Be Found In A Certain Satisfaction We Get From Looking Unhappy.

Our Actions Are Like The Terminations Of Verses, Which We Rhyme As We Please.

In The Human Heart New Passions Are Forever Being Born; The Overthrow Of One Almost Always Means The Rise Of Another.

Humility Is The Worst Form Of Conceit.