We Count The Courtesies Accorded Us By

The Disgust With Dirt Can Be So Great That It Keeps Us From Cleaning Ourselves--from "justifying" Ourselves.

Every Habit Makes Our Hand More Witty And Our Wit Less Handy.

When A Man Is Ill His Very Goodness Is Sickly.

However Closely People Are Attached To One Another, Their Mutual Horizon Nonetheless Includes All Four Compass Directions, And Nowand Again They Notice It.

He Who Denies Himself Much In Great Matters Will Readily Indulge Himself In Small Things.