Men Lose Their Tempers In Defending Their

The Results Of Life Are Uncalculated And Uncalculable. The Years Teach Much Which The Days Never Know. The Persons Who Compose Our Company, Converse, And Come And Go, And Design And Execute Many Things, And Somewhat Comes Of It All, But An Unlooked For Result. The Individual Is Always Mistaken. He Designed Many Things, And Drew In Other Persons As Coadjutors, Quarrelled With Some Or All, Blundered Much, And Something Is Done; All Are A Little Advanced, But The Individual Is Always Mistaken. It Turns Out Somewhat New, And Very Unlike What He Promised Himself.

We Surround Ourselves With The True Image Of Ourselves.

The Maxim Of Courts Is That Manner Is Power.

A Man Must Consider What A Rich Realm He Abdicates When He Becomes A Conformist.

I Like Man, But Not Men.