Men Never Desire Anything Very

They That Apply Themselves To Trifling Matters Commonly Become Incapable Of Great Ones.

As We Grow Older, We Increase In Folly--and In Wisdom.

There Is Only One Kind Of Love, But There Are A Thousand Imitations.

If We Judge Love By Most Of Its Effects, It Resembles Rather Hatred Than Affection.

Avarice Misapprehends Itself Almost Always. There Is No Passion Which More Often Will Miss Its Aim, Nor Upon Which The Present Has So Much Influence To The Prejudice Of The Future.