Glory, The Casual Gift Of Thoughtless Crowds!

Peevishness May Be Considered The Canker Of Life, That Destroys Its Vigor And Checks Its Improvement; That Creeps On With Hourly Depredations, And Taints And Vitiates What It Cannot Consume.

Nothing Has Tended More To Retard The Advancement Of Science Than The Disposition In Vulgar Minds To Vilify What They Cannot Comprehend.

Man Alone Is Born Crying, Lives Complaining, And Dies Disappointed.

Whoever Envies Another Confesses His Superiority.

Politeness Is Fictitious Benevolence.