Of All The Noises Known To Man,

Although I Am A Pious Man, I Am Not The Less A Man.

And With His Arms Crossed He Looks Pityingly Down From His Spiritual Height On Everything That Anyone Says.

Beauty Without Intelligence Is Like A Hook Without Bait.

The Art Of Flatterers Is To Take Advantage Of The Foibles Of The Great, To Foster Their Errors, And Never To Give Advice Which May Annoy.

The Smallest Errors Are Always The Best.