The World, Dear Agnes, Is A Strange

Esteem Must Be Founded On Some Sort Of Preference. Bestow It On Everybody And It Ceases To Have Any Meaning At All.

There Is No Rampart That Will Hold Out Against Malice.

There Is Nothing So Necessary For Men As Dancing.

Reasoning Is The Pastime Of My Whole Household, And All This Reasoning Has Driven Out Reason.

One Is Easily Fooled By That Which One Loves.