It Is Said That Gifts Persuade Even

Good And Bad May Not Be Dissevered; There Is, As There Should Be, A Commingling.

Men Hate The Haughty Of Heart Who Will Not Be The Friend Of Every Man.

To A Father Waxing Old, Nothing Is Dearer Than A Daughter; Sons Have Spirits Of A Higher Pitch, But Less Inclined To Endearing Fondness.

Happiness Is Brief. It Will Not Stay. God Batters At Its Sails.

If Your Life At Night Is Good, You Think You Have Everything; But, If In That Quarter Things Go Wrong, You Will Consider Your Best And Truest Interests Most Hateful.