Gold Makes The Ugly Beautiful.

One Cannot But Mistrust A Prospect Of Felicity: One Must Enjoy It Before One Can Believe In It.

I Recover My Property Wherever I Find It.

What! Would You Make No Distinction Between Hypocrisy And Devotion? Would You Give Them The Same Names, And Respect The Mask As You Do The Face? Would You Equate Artifice And Sincerity? Confound Appearance With Truth? Regard The Phantom As The Very Person? Value Counterfeit As Cash?

Gold Makes The Ugly Beautiful.

Deference And Intimacy Live Far Apart.