We Seldom Find Any Person

All Our Qualities, Whether Good Or Bad, Are Unstable And Ambiguous, And Almost All Are At The Mery Of Chance.

Preserving Health By Too Severe A Rule Is A Worrisome Malady.

When Love Becomes Labored We Welcome An Act Of Infidelity Towards Ourselves To Free Us From Fidelity.

Sometimes Accidents Happen In Life From Which We Have Need Of A Little Madness To Extricate Ourselves Successfully

The Mark Of Extraordinary Merit Is To See Those Most Envious Of It Constrained To Praise.