The Great Always Sell Their Society To

Sometimes Apparent Resemblance Of Character Will Bring Two Men Together And For A Certain Time Unite Them. But Their Mistake Gradually Becomes Evident, And They Are Astonished To Find Themselves Not Only Far Apart, But Even Repelled, In Some Sort, At All Their Points Of Contact.

Marriage Follows On Love As Smoke On Flame.

In Great Matters, Men Behave As They Are Expected To; In Little Ones, As They Would Naturally

Life Is A Malady In Which Sleep Soothes Us Every Sixteen Hours; It Is A Palliation; Death Is The Remedy.

Whoever Is Not A Misanthrope At Forty Can Never Have Loved Mankind.