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Happiness Flourishes Where There Is Happiness...

In Literature As In Love, We Are Astonished At What Is Chosen By Others.

Conversation Would Be Vastly Improved By The Constant Use Of Four Simple Words: I Do Not Know.

He Who Has Found A Good Wife Has Found Great Happiness, But A Quarrelsome Woman Is Like A Roof That Lets In The Rain.

The Minds Of Different Generations Are As Impenetrable One By The Other As Are The Monads Of Leibniz.