Economy Spoils Pleasure

The Mind Of A Human Being Is Formed Only Of Comparisons Made In Order To Examine Analogies, And Therefore Cannot Precede The Existence Of Memory.

I Always Made My Food Congenial To My Constitution, And My Health Was Always Excellent.

Marriage Is The Tomb Of Love.

I Loved, I Was Loved, My Health Was Good, I Had A Great Deal Of Money, And I Spent It, I Was Happy And I Confessed It To Myself.

Hatred, In The Course Of Time, Kills The Unhappy Wretch Who Delights In Nursing It In His Bosom.