The Way Of The World Is To

Plenty And Indigence Depend Upon The Opinion Every One Has Of Them; And Riches, Like Glory Of Health, Have No More Beauty Or Pleasure Than Their Possessor Is Pleaded To Lend Them.

Shame On All Eloquence Which Leaves Us With A Taste For Itself And Not For Its Substance.

When I Play With My Cat, Who Knows Whether I Do Not Make Her More Sport Than She Makes Me?

Every Other Knowledge Is Harmful To Him Who Does Not Have Knowledge Of Goodness.

We Are Christians By The Same Title As We Are Natives Of Perigord Or Germany.