The Vain Being Is The Really Solitary

Gratitude Is A Soil On Which Joy Thrives.

All Men Are Selfish, But The Vain Man Is In Love With Himself. He Admires, Like The Lover His Adored One, Everything Which To Others Is Indifferent.

The World Is The Same Everywhere.

Our Second Mother, Habit, Is Also A Good Mother.

What Is All Our Knowledge Worth? We Do Not Even Know What The Weather Will Be Tomorrow.