Continued Eloquence Is Wearisome.

There Should Be In Eloquence That Which Is Pleasing And That Which Is Real; But That Which Is Pleasing Should Itself Be Real.

Each One Is All In All To Himself; For Being Dead, All Is Dead To Him.

Our Own Interests Are Still An Exquisite Means For Dazzling Our Eyes Agreeably.

We Never Love A Person, But Only Qualities.

It Is Not Good To Be Too Free. It Is Not Good To Have All One Wants.