We Need Two Kinds Of Acquaintances, One

One's Own Vanities And Humiliations I Find A Delicious Subject For Conversation. Things Said Of Me Behind My Back I Don't Enjoy, And Don't Listen To Them.

Hearts That Are Delicate And Kind And Tongues That Are Neither - These Make The Finest Company In The World.

Only Among People Who Think No Evil Can Evil Monstrously Flourish.

Growing Old Is Not A Gradual Decline, But A Series Of Drops, Full Of Sorrow, From One Ledge To Another Below It.

Thank Heavens, The Sun Has Gone In And I Don’t Have To Go Out And Enjoy It.