Men Of Sense, Whatever You May Choose

There Is Hardly Any Personal Defect... Which An Agreeable Manner Might Not Gradually Reconcile One To.

I Cannot Help Thinking That It Is More Natural To Have Flowers Grow Out Of The Head Than Fruit.

One Man's Ways May Be As Good As Another's, But We All Like Our Own Best.

Where So Many Hours Have Been Spent In Convincing Myself That I Am Right, Is There Not Some Reason To Fear I May Be Wrong?

One Half Of The World Cannot Understand The Pleasures Of The Other.