A Coxcomb Is The Blockhead's Man Of

A Prince Wants Only The Pleasure Of Private Life To Complete His Happiness.

When We Are Dead We Are Praised By Those Who Survive Us, Though We Frequently Have No Other Merit Than That Of Being No Longer Alive.

Intelligence Is To Genius As The Whole Is In Proportion To Its Part. [fr., Entre Esprit Et Talent Il Y A La Proportion Du Tout A Sa Partie.]

It Is A Proof Of Boorishness To Confer A Favor With A Bad Grace; It Is The Act Of Giving That Is Hard And Painful. How Little Does A Smile Cost?

Envy And Hatred Go Together. Mutually Strengthened By The Fact Pursue The Same Object.