Habituation Puts To Sleep The Eye Of

Truly Man Is A Marvelously Vain, Diverse, And Undulating Object. It Is Hard To Found Any Constant And Uniform Judgment On Him.

Friendship Is A Creature Formed For A Companionship Not For A Herd.

I Am Afraid That Our Eyes Are Bigger Than Our Stomachs, And That We Have More Curiosity Than Understanding. We Grasp At Everything, But Catch Nothing Except Wind.

The World Is But A Perpetual See-saw.

The Beautiful Souls Are They That Are Universal, Open, And Ready For All Things.