Many People Who Pretend To Be Very

Few Are The Friends Of A Mans Self, Most Those Of His Circumstances.

Fortune Pays You Sometimes For The Intensity Of Her Favors By The Shortness Of Their Duration. She Soon Tires Of Carrying Any One Long On Her Shoulders.

Nature Often Lets Us Down When We Most Need Her; Let Us Turn To Art.

When Everyone Covets Something, They Are Easily Annoyed By It.

It Is A Great Misfortune To Be Of Use To Nobody; Scarcely Less To Be Of Use To Everybody.