The End We Aim At Must Be

What Cicero Said Of Men-that They Are Like Wines, Age Souring The Bad, And Bettering The Good-we Can Say Of Misfortune, That It Has The Same Effect Upon Them.

Poverty Is The Only Load Which Is The Heavier The More Loved Ones There Are To Assist In Bearing It.

Whenever, At A Party, I Have Been In The Mood To Study Fools, I Have Always Looked For A Great Beauty: They Always Gather Round Her Like Flies Around A Fruit Stall.

Man's Feelings Are Always Purest And Most Glowing In The Hour Of Meeting And Of Farewell.

Recollection Is The Only Paradise From Which We Cannot Be Turned Out.