If It Were Not For

One Must Not Hope To Be More Than One Can Be.

Every Woman In Choosing A Lover Takes More Account Of The Way In Which Other Women Regard The Man Than Of Her Own.

Love Is More Pleasant Than Marriage For The Same Reason That Novels Are More Amusing Than History.

Nature In Causing Reason And The Passions To Be Born At One And The Same Time Apparently Wished By The Latter Gift To Distract Man From The Evil She Had Done Him By The Former, And By Only Permitting Him To Live For A Few Years After The Loss Of His Passions Seems To Show Her Pity By Early Deliverance From A Life That Reduces Him To Reason As His Sole Resource.

It Is Children Only Who Enjoy The Present; Their Elders Either Live On The Memory Of The Past Or The Hope Of The Future.