Knowledge Is The Only Elegance.

What Opium Is Instilled Into All Disaster? It Shows Formidable As We Approach It, But There Is At Last No Rough Rasping Friction,but The Most Slippery Sliding Surfaces. We Fall Soft On A Thought.

Science Is Nothing But The Finding Of Analogy, Identity, In The Most Remote Parts.

The Sky Is The Daily Bread Of The Eyes.

If The Aristocrat Is Only Valid In Fashionable Circles, And Not With Truckmen, He Will Never Be A Leader In Fashion; And If The Man Of The People Cannot Speak On Equal Terms With The Gentleman, So That The Gentleman Shall Perceive That He Is Already Really Of His Own Order, He Is Not To Be Feared.

Fashion Which Affects To Be Honor, Is Often, In All Men's Experience, Only A Ballroom-code.