To Be Gentle Is The Test Of

When Two Friends Part They Should Lock Up One Another's Secrets, And Interchange Their Keys.

For Converse Among Men, Beautiful Persons Have Less Need Of The Mind's Commending Qualities. Beauty In Itself Is Such A Silent Orator, That It Is Ever Pleading For Respect And Liking, And By The Eyes Of Others Is Ever Sending, To Their Hearts For Love.

Human Life Has Not A Surer Friend, Nor Oftentimes A Greater Enemy, Than Hope. It Is The Miserable Man's God, Which In The Hardest Gripe Of Calamity Never Fails To Yield To Him Beams Of Comfort. It Is The Presumptuous Man's Devil, Which Leads Him A While In A Smooth Way, And Then Suddenly Breaks His Neck.

He That, When He Should Not, Spends Too Much, Shall, When He Would Not, Have Too Little To Spend.

Men Are Like Wine,--not Good Before The Lees Of Clownishness Be Settled.