Every Movement Reveals Us.

The Judgment Is An Utensil Proper For All Subjects, And Will Have An Oar In Everything.

I Enter Into Discussion And Argument With Great Freedom And Ease, Inasmuch As Opinion Finds Me In A Bad Soil To Penetrate And Take Deep Root In. No Propositions Astonish Me, No Belief Offends Me, Whatever Contrast It Offers To My Own. There Is No Fancy So Frivolous And So Extravagant That It Does Not Seem To Me Quite Suitable To The Production Of The Human Mind.

He That Is A Friend To Himself, Know; He Is A Friend To All.

The Receipts Of Cookery Are Swelled To A Volume, But A Good Stomach Excels Them All; To Which Nothing Contributes More Than Industry And Temperance.

Poverty Of Goods Is Easily Cured; Poverty Of Soul, Impossible.