Utopias Are Often Just Premature Truths.

Men Are Misers, And Women Prodigal, In Affection.

Life Is Too Short To Spare An Hour Of It In The Indulgence Of This Evil Passion.

All Our Tastes Are But Reminiscences.

Treason, Which Begins By Being Cautious, Ends By Betraying Itself.

Sometimes, Only One Person Is Missing, And The Whole World Seems Depopulated.