The Pine Stays Green In Winter... Wisdom

It Seldom Pays To Be Rude. It Never Pays To Be Only Half-rude.

There Is In Us A Lyric Germ Or Nucleus Which Deserves Respect; It Bids A Man To Ponder Or Create; And In This Dim Corner Of Himself He Can Take Refuge And Find Consolations Which The Society Of His Fellow Creatures Does Not Provide.

A Man Who Is Stingy With Saffron Is Capable Of Seducing His Own Grandmother.

There Is So Much Goodness In Real Life- Do Let Us Keep It Out Of Our Books.

The Families Of Our Friends Are Always A Disappointment.