It Is A Proof Of Boorishness To

Manners Carry The World For The Moment, Character For All Time.

The Fear Of Old Age Disturbs Us, Yet We Are Not Certain Of Becoming Old.

Children Are Contemptuous, Haughty, Irritable, Envious, Sneaky, Selfish, Lazy, Flighty, Timid, Liars And Hypocrites, Quick To Laugh And Cry, Extreme In Expressing Joy And Sorrow, Especially About Trifles, They'll Do Anything To Avoid Pain But They Enjoy Inflicting It: Little Men Already.

A Simple Garb Is The Proper Costume Of The Vulgar; It Is Cut For Them, And Exactly Suits Their Measure, But It Is An Ornament For Those Who Have Filled Up Their Lives With Great Deeds. I Liken Them To Beauty In Dishabille, But More Bewitching On That Account.

No Man Is So Perfect, So Necessary To His Friends As To Give Them No Cause To Miss Him Less.