There Are Some People Who Would Never

Ridicule Dishonours More Than Dishonour.

Narrow Minds Think Nothing Right That Is Above Their Own Capacity.

Pity Is Often A Reflection Of Our Own Evils In The Ills Of Others. It Is A Delicate Foresight Of The Troubles Into Which We May Fall.

The Gratitude Of Most Men Is But A Secret Desire Of Receiving Greater Benefits.

Why Is It That Our Memory Is Good Enough To Retain The Least Triviality That Happens To Us, And Yet Not Good Enough To Recollect How Often We Have Told It To The Same Person?