He Makes His Cook His Merit, And

The Art Of Flatterers Is To Take Advantage Of The Foibles Of The Great, To Foster Their Errors, And Never To Give Advice Which May Annoy.

We Should Look Long And Carefully At Ourselves Before We Pass Judgement On Others.

There's A Sort Of Decency Among The Dead, A Remarkable Discretion: You Never Find Them Making Any Complaint Against The Doctor Who Killed Them!

A Lover Tries To Stand In Well With The Pet Dog Of The House.

Esteem Must Be Founded On Some Sort Of Preference. Bestow It On Everybody And It Ceases To Have Any Meaning At All.