The Man That Thinks He Loves His

Neither The Sun Nor Death Can Be Looked At Steadily.

We Always Like Those Who Admire Us.

When Fortune Surprises Us By Giving Us Some Great Office Without Having Gradually Led Us To Expect It, Or Without Having Raised Our Hopes, It Is Well Nigh Impossible To Occupy It Well, And To Appear Worthy To Fill It.

The Gallantry Of The Mind Consists In Agreeable Flattery.

Usually We Praise Only To Be Praised.