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Covetousness Is A Sort Of Mental Gluttony, Not Confined To Money, But Craving Honor, And Feeding On Selfishness.

It Is Among Uneducated Women That We May Look For The Most Confirmed Gossips. Goethe Tells Us There Is Nothing More Frightful Than Bustling Ignorance.

It Is With Happiness As With Watches: The Less Complicated, The Less Easily Deranged.

Most Anthologists Of Poetry Or Quotations Are Like Those Who Eat Cherries Or Oysters, First Picking The Best And Ending By Eating Everything.

There Is A Melancholy That Stems From Greatness