Extreme Boredom Provides Its Own Antidote.

We Get So Much In The Habit Of Wearing Disguises Before Others That We Finally Appear Disguised Before Ourselves.

A Man's Worth Has Its Season, Like Fruit.

The Desire Of Appearing Clever Often Prevents Our Becoming So.

The Vices Enter Into The Composition Of The Virtues, As Poisons Into That Of Medicines. Prudence Collects And Arranges Them, And Uses Them Beneficially Against The Ills Of Life.

Bodily Labor Alleviates The Pains Of The Mind And From This Arises The Happiness Of The Poor