Man In Sooth Is A Marvellous, Vain,

You Have Your Face Bare; I Am All Face.

There Are Few Things On Which We Can Pass A Sincere Judgement, Because There Are Few Things In Which We Have Not, In One Way Or Another, A Particular Interest.

The Finest Souls Are Those That Have The Most Variety And Suppleness.

No Man Profiteth But By The Loss Of Others.

Once Conform, Once Do What Others Do Because They Do It, And A Kind Of Lethargy Steals Over All The Finer Senses Of The Soul.