I Have The Fault Of Being A

When We Are Understood, We Always Speak Well, And Then All Your Fine Diction Serves No Purpose.

The Genuine Amphitryon Is The Amphitryon With Whom We Dine.

The Impromptu Reply Is Precisely The Touchstone Of The Man Of Wit.

It Is A Folly Second To None; To Try To Improve The World.

All The Satires Of The Stage Should Be Viewed Without Discomfort. They Are Public Mirrors, Where We Are Never To Admit That We Seeourselves; One Admits To A Fault When One Is Scandalized By Its Censure.