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Let Us Be Silent — So We May Hear The Whisper Of The Gods.

Would We Codify The Laws That Should Reign In Households, And Whose Daily Transgression Annoys And Mortifies Us, And Degrades Our Household Life, We Must Adorn Every Day With Sacrifices. Good Manners Are Made Up Of Petty Sacrifices.

Luck Is Just Another Word For Tenacity Of Purpose.

The Ancients Called Beauty The Flowering Of Virtue.

Men Cease To Interest Us When We Find Their Limitations