When Our Vices Leave Us, We Like

For Envy, Like Lightning, Generally Strikes At The Top Or Any Point Which Sticks Out From The Ordinary Level. Lucretius, De Rerum Natura Our Envy Always Outlives The Felicity Of Its Object.

It Is Pointless For A Woman To Be Young Unless Pretty, Or To Be Pretty Unless Young.

Love Is One And The Same In The Original; But There Are A Thousand Different Copies Of It.

Love Often Leads On To Ambition, But Seldom Does One Return From Ambition To Love.

When The Philosophers Despised Riches, It Was Because They Had A Mind To Vindicate Their Own Merit, And Take Revenge Upon The Injustice Of Fortune By Vilifying Those Enjoyments Which She Had Not Given Them.