Words And Deeds Are Far From Being

Writing Is Like Prostitution. First You Do It For Love, And Then For A Few Close Friends, And Then For Money.

The More Powerful The Obstacle, The More Glory We Have In Overcoming It; And The Difficulties With Which We Are Met Are The Maids Of Honor Which Set Off Virtue.

Perfect Good Sense Shuns All Extremity, Content To Couple Wisdom With Sobriety.

I Live On Good Soup, Not On Fine Words.

In Society One Needs A Flexible Virtue; Too Much Goodness Can Be Blamable.