He Who Imagines He Can Do Without

Pride, Which Inspires Us With So Much Envy, Is Sometimes Of Use Toward The Moderating Of It Too.

There Are Few Women Whose Charm Survives Their Beauty.

A Work Can Become Modern Only If It Is First Postmodern. Postmodernism Thus Understood Is Not Modernism At Its End But In The Nascent State, And This State Is Constant.

There Are Some Who Never Would Have Loved If They Never Had Heard It Spoken Of.

We Often See Malefactors, When They Are Led To Execution, Put On Resolution And A Contempt Of Death Which, In Truth, Is Nothing Else But Fearing To Look It In The Face--so That This Pretended Bravery May Very Truly Be Said To Do The Same Good Office To Their Mind That The Blindfold Does To Their Eyes.