Few Men Know All The Ill They

We Have No Patience With Other People's Vanity Because It Is Offensive To Our Own.

Though Nature Be Ever So Generous, Yet Can She Not Make A Hero Alone. Fortune Must Contribute Her Part Too; And Till Both Concur, The Work Cannot Be Perfected.

In The Presence Of Some People We Inevitably Depart From Ourselves: We Are Inaccurate, We Say Things We Do Not Feel, And Talk Nonsense. When We Get Home We Are Conscious That We Have Made Fools Of Ourselves. Never Go Near These People.

Perfect Courage And Utter Cowardice Are Two Extremes Which Rarely Occur.

A Refusal Of Praise Is A Desire To Be Praised Twice.