There Is No Zeal Blinder Than That

Hairbreadth Missings Of Happiness Look Like The Insults Of Fortune.

Great Vices Are The Proper Objects Of Our Detestation, Smaller Faults Of Our Pity, But Affectation Appears To Be The Only True Source Of The Ridiculous.

Good-breeding Is Not Confined To Externals, Much Less To Any Particular Dress Or Attitude Of The Body; It Is The Art Of Pleasing, Or Contributing As Much As Possible To The Ease And Happiness Of Those With Whom You Converse.

Some Folks Rail Against Other Folks, Because Other Folks Have What Some Folks Would Be Glad Of.

Handsome Is That Handsome Does.