The Worst Of All Knaves Are Those

A Beautiful Smile Is To The Female Countenance What The Sunbeam Is To The Landscape; It Embellishes An Inferior Face And Redeems An Ugly One.

Who Makes Quick Use Of The Moment Is A Genius Of Prudence.

Just So Far As We Are Pleased At Finding Faults, Are We Displeased At Finding Perfection.

To Know Yourself You Have Only To Set Down A True Statement Of Those That Ever Loved Or Hated You.

You May Tell A Man Thou Art A Fiend, But Not Your Nose Wants Blowing; To Him Alone Who Can Bear A Thing Of That Kind, You May Tell All.