I'm Not In The World To Guard

There Is Always More Misery Among The Lower Classes Than There Is Humanity In The Higher.

...mothers Are Often Fondest Of The Child Which Has Caused Them The Greatest Pain.

My Greatness Does Not Extend To This Shelf.

Table Talk And Lovers' Talk Equally Elude The Grasp; Lovers' Talk Is Clouds, Table Talk Is Smoke.

A Saint Addicted To Excessive Self-abnegation Is A Dangerous Associate; He May Infect You With Poverty, And A Stiffening Of Those Joints Which Are Needed For Advancement-in A Word, With More Renunciation Than You Care For-and So You Flee The Contagion.