Our Mind Is Enriched By What We

The Rich's Paradise Was Created By The Poor's Hell.

Sire, You Are Looking At A Plain Man, And I Am Looking At A Great Man. Each Of Us May Benefit.

The Straight Line, A Respectable Optical Illusion Which Ruins Many A Man.

Without Vanity, Without Coquetry, Without Curiosity, In A Word, Without The Fall, Woman Would Not Be Woman. Much Of Her Grace Is In Her Frailty.

Since We Shall Love Each Other, I Shall Be Great And You Shall Be Rich.