If It Wasn't For Me, I'd Do

Woman's Weakness, Not Man's Merit, Oftenest Gains The Suitor's Victory.

We Gild Our Medicines With Sweets; Why Not Clothe Truth And Morals In Peasant Garments As Well?

Calumny Is Like The Wasp Which Worries You, And Which It Is Not Best To Try To Get Rid Of Unless You Are Sure Of Slaying It; For Otherwise It Returns To The Charge More Furious Than Ever.

He Who Disguises Tyranny, Protection, Or Even Benefits Under The Air And Name Of Friendship Reminds Me Of The Guilty Priest Who Poisoned The Sacramental Bread.

Most Anthologists Of Poetry Or Quotations Are Like Those Who Eat Cherries Or Oysters, First Picking The Best And Ending By Eating Everything.