We Can Bear To Be Deprived Of

Conceit Is Vanity Driven From All Other Shifts, And Forced To Appeal To Itself For Admiration.

Habit In Most Cases Hardens And Encrusts By Taking Away The Keener Edge Of Our Sensations: But Does It Not In Others Quicken And Refine, By Giving A Mechanical Facility And By Engrafting An Acquired Sense?

Malice Often Takes The Garb Of Truth.

Men Of The Greatest Genius Are Not Always The Most Prodigal Of Their Encomiums. But Then It Is When Their Range Of Power Is Confined, And They Have In Fact Little Perception, Except Of Their Own Particular Kind Of Excellence.

Power Is Pleasure; And Pleasure Sweetens Pain.