A Lofty Birth Or A Large Fortune

In Art Them Is A Point Of Perfection, As Of Goodness Or Maturity In Nature; He Who Is Able To Perceive It, And Who Loves It, Has Perfect Taste; He Who Does Not Feel It, Or Loves On This Side Or That, Has An Imperfect Taste.

Banter Is Often A Proof Of Want Of Intelligence.

One Seeks To Make The Loved One Entirely Happy, Or, If That Cannot Be, Entirely Wretched.

Men Blush Less For Their Crimes Than For Their Weaknesses And Vanity.

To Delay Is Injustice.