Humility Is The Worst Form Of Conceit.

Youth Is A Perpetual Intoxication; It Is A Fever Of The Mind.

We Have No Patience With Other People's Vanity Because It Is Offensive To Our Own.

A Man For Whom Accident Discovers Sense, Is Not A Rational Being. A Man Only Is So Who Understands, Who Distinguishes, Who Tests It.

In All Aspects Of Life, We Take On A Part And An Appearance To Seem To Be What We Wish To Be--and Thus The World Is Merely Composed Of Actors.

The Evil That We Do Does Not Attract To Us So Much Persecution And Hatred As Our Good Qualities.