I Am A Beau In Nothing But

The Ancient Egyptians Had A Superstitious Antipathy To The Sea; A Superstition Nearly Of The Same Kind Prevails Among The Indians; And The Chinese Have Never Excelled In Foreign Commerce.

Happiness Never Lays Its Finger On Its Pulse.

Every Individual Is Continually Exerting Himself To Find Out The Most Advantageous Employment For Whatever Capital He Can Command. It Is His Own Advantage, Indeed, And Not That Of The Society Which He Has In View. But The Study Of His Own Advantage Naturally, Or Rather Necessarily, Leads Him To Prefer That Employment Which Is Most Advantageous To Society... He Intends Only His Own Gain, And He Is In This, As In Many Other Cases, Led By An Invisible Hand To Promote An End Which Was Not Part Of His Intention

Consumption Is The Sole End And Purpose Of All Production; And The Interest Of The Producer Ought To Be Attended To Only So Far As It May Be Necessary For Promoting That Of The Consumer. The Maxim Is So Perfectly Self-evident That It Would Be Absurd To Attempt To Prove It. But In The Mercantile System The Interest Of The Consumer Is Almost Constantly Sacrificed To That Of The Producer; And It Seems To Consider Production, And Not Consumption, As The Ultimate End And Object Of All Industry And Commerce.

Man Naturally Desires, Not Only To Be Loved, But To Be Lovely; Or To Be That Thing Which Is The Natural And Proper Object Of Love.