Sometimes We Meet A Fool With Wit,

Jealousy Is Not So Much The Love Of Another As The Love Of Ourselves.

What We Cut Off From Our Other Faults Is Very Often But So Much Added To Our Pride.

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.

When A Man Must Force Himself To Be Faithful In His Love, This Is Hardly Better Than Unfaithfulness.

There Are Some Good Marriages, But Practically No Delightful Ones.