I Can Myself Conceive Of Nothing Else

The Hunter For Aphorisms On Human Nature Has To Fish In Muddy Water, And He Is Even Condemned To Find Much Of His Own Mind.

Our Live Experiences, Fixed In Aphorisms, Stiffen Into Cold Epigrams. Our Heart's Blood, As We Write It, Turns To Mere Dull Ink.

Eclecticism. Every Truth Is So True That Any Truth Must Be False.

It Is Good To Know What A Man Is, And Also What The World Takes Him For. But You Do Not Understand Him Until You Have Learnt How He Understands Himself.

The Propriety Of Some Persons Seems To Consist In Having Improper Thoughts About Their Neighbors.