I Do Not Teach. I Relate.

Let Every Foot Have Its Own Shoe.

To Die Is Not To Play A Part In Society; It Is The Act Of A Single Person. Let Us Live And Laugh Among Our Friends; Let Us Die And Sulk Among Strangers.

The Archer Who Overshoots His Mark Does No Better Than He Who Falls Short Of It.

We Call Comeliness A Mischance In The First Respect, Which Belongs Principally To The Face.

Marriage Has, For Its Share, Usefulness, Justice, Honour, And Constancy; A Stale But More Durable Pleasure. Love Is Grounded On Pleasure Alone, And It Is Indeed More Gratifying To The Senses, Keener And More Acute; A Pleasure Stirred And Kept Alive By Difficulties. There Must Be A Sting And A Smart In It. It Ceases To Be Love If It Has No Shafts And No Fire.