A Mere Trifle Consoles Us, For A

Meanings Receive Their Dignity From Words Instead Of Giving It To Them.

Human Life Is Thus Only An Endless Illusion. Men Deceive And Flatter Each Other. No One Speaks Of Us In Our Presence As He Does When We Are Gone. Society Is Based On Mutual Hypocrisy.

How Vain Painting Is, Exciting Admiration By Its Resemblance To Things Of Which We Do Not Admire The Originals.

Seeing Too Much To Deny And Too Little To Be Sure, I Am In A State To Be Pitied.

When We See A Natural Style, We Are Astonished And Charmed; For We Expected To See An Author, And We Find A Person.