Belief Of Some Sort Is The Lifeblood

A Little Scandal Is An Excellent Thing; Nobody Is Ever Brighter Or Happier Of Tongue Than When He Is Making Mischief Of His Neighbors.

The Heart Of Silver Falls Ever Into The Hands Of Brass. The Sensitive Herb Is Eaten As Grass By The Swine.

The Art Of Pleasing Is More Based On The Art Of Seeming Pleased Than People Think Of, And She Disarmed The Prejudices Of Her Enemies By The Unaffected Delight She Appeared To Take In Themselves.

Could We See When And Where We Are To Meet Again, We Would Be More Tender When We Bid Our Friends Goodbye.

A Cruel Story Runs On Wheels, And Every Hand Oils The Wheels As They Run.