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He Knows The Universe And Does Not Know Himself.

What A Wonderful Thing It Is To Have A Good Friend. He Identifies Your Innermost Desires, And Spares You The Embarrassment Of Disclosing Them To Him Yourself.

Une Ample Come Die A' Cent Actes Divers, Et Dont La Sce' Ne Est L'univers. A Grand Comedy In One Hundred Different Acts, On The Stage Of The Universe.

Neither Blows From Pitchfork, Nor From The Lash, Can Make Him Change His Ways. [fr., Coups De Fourches Ni D'etriveres, Ne Lui Font Changer De Manieres.]

The Ruins Of A House May Be Repaired; Why Cannot Those Of The Face?