The World Is Governed By Love,--self-love.

The Absolute Ruler May Be A Nero, But He Is Sometimes A Titus Or Marc Aurelius; The People Is Often Nero, But Never Marc Aurelius.

The Modest Man Has Everything To Gain, And The Arrogant Man Everything To Lose; For Modesty Has Always To Deal With Generosity, And Arrogance With Envy.

The Subtle Sauce Of Malice Is Often Indulged In By Maidens Of Uncertain Age, Over Their Tea.

The Methods That Help A Man Acquire A Fortune Are The Very Ones That Keep Him From Enjoying It.

It Has Been Very Truly Said That The Mob Has Many Heads, But No Brains.