Unless A Woman Has An Amorous Heart,

I Hate Mankind, For I Think Myself One Of The Best Of Them, And I Know How Bad I Am.

"i Fly From Pleasure," Said The Prince, "because Pleasure Has Ceased To Please; I Am Lonely Because I Am Miserable, And Am Unwilling To Cloud With My Presence The Happiness Of Others."

Solitude Is Dangerous To Reason, Without Being Favourable To Virtue. Remember That The Solitary Mortal Is Certainly Luxurious, Probably Superstitious, And Possibly Mad.

Without Frugality None Can Be Rich, And With It Very Few Would Be Poor.

Politeness Is Fictitious Benevolence.