The Truest Mark Of Being

We Always Get Bored With Those Whom We Bore.

There Is At Least As Much Eloquence In The Voice, Eyes, And Air Of A Speaker As In His Choice Of Words.

Our Actions Seem To Have Their Lucky And Unlucky Stars, To Which A Great Part Of That Blame And That Commendation Is Due Which Is Given To The Actions Themselves.

No Man Can Love A Second Time The Person Whom He Has Once Truly Ceased To Love.

One Is Never As Happy Or As Unhappy As One Thinks.