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Manners Are The Happy Ways Of Doing Things; Each One A Stroke Of Genius Or Of Love, Now Repeated And Hardened Into Usage, They Form At Last A Rich Varnish, With Which The Routine Of Life Is Washed, And Its Details Adorned. If They Are Superficial, So Are The Dew-drops Which Give Such A Depth To The Morning Meadows.

The Subject Is Said To Have The Property Of Making Dull Men Eloquent.

Everything In The Universe Goes By Indirection. There Are No Straight Lines.

Society Does Not Love Its Unmaskers.

Fashion Which Affects To Be Honor, Is Often, In All Men's Experience, Only A Ballroom-code.