A Great Part Of Art Consists In

Give Me The Boy Who Rouses When He Is Praised, Who Profits When He Is Encouraged And Who Cries When He Is Defeated. Such A Boy Will Be Fired By Ambition; He Will Be Stung By Reproach, And Animated By Preference; Never Shall I Apprehend Any Bad Consequences From Idleness In Such A Boy.

When We Cannot Hope To Win, It Is An Advantage To Yield.

The Pretended Admission Of A Fault On Our Part Creates An Excellent Impression.

For The Mind Is All The Easier To Teach Before It Is Set.

Vain Hopes Are Like Certain Dreams Of Those Who Wake.