Irony Is The Gaiety Of Reflection And

History Books That Contain No Lies Are Extremely Dull.

Yet, Every Now And Then, There Would Pass A Young Girl, Slender, Fair And Desirable, Arousing In Young Men A Not Ignoble Desire To Possess Her, And Stirring In Old Men Regrets For Ecstasy Not Seized And Now Forever Past.

Those Who Have Given Themselves The Most Concern About The Happiness Of Peoples Have Made Their Neighbors Very Miserable.

A Writer Is Rarely So Well Inspired As When He Talks About Himself.

A Person Is Never Happy Except At The Price Of Some Ignorance. [the Ability To Focus On Positives And Distract Your Mind From Negatives For At Least A Time Is A Necessary Skill For Being Happy.]