Whenever Two Good People Argue Over Principles,

In Meeting Again After A Separation, Acquaintances Ask After Our Outward Life, Friends After Our Inner Life.

Oh Happy Pessimists! What A Joy It Is To Them To Be Able To Prove Again And Again That There Is No Joy.

Privilege Is The Greatest Enemy Of Right.

We Are So Vain That We Even Care For The Opinion Of Those We Don't Care For.

There Is Something So Beautiful In Trust That Even The Most Hardened Liar Need Feel A Certain Respect For Those Who Confide In Him.