The Sweetest Joys Of Life Grow In

There Is No Champollion To Decipher The Egypt Of Every Man's And Every Being's Face. Physiognomy, Like Every Other Human Science,is But A Passing Fable.

I Am A Man Who, From His Youth Upwards, Has Been Filled With A Profound Conviction That The Easiest Way Of Life Is The Best.

In Metropolitan Cases, The Love Of The Most Single-eyed Lover, Almost Invariably, Is Nothing More Than The Ultimate Settling Of Innumerable Wandering Glances Upon Some One Specific Object.

Tis No Dishonor When He Who Would Dishonor You, Only Dishonors Himself.

At Banquets Surfeit Not, But Fill; Partake, And Retire; And Eat Not Again Till You Crave.