One Insult Pocketed Soon Produces Another.

We Are Not Immortal Ourselves, My Friend; How Can We Expect Our Enjoyments To Be So? We Have No Rose Without Its Thorn; No Pleasure Without Alloy. It Is The Law Of Our Existence; And We Must Acquiesce.

The Art Of Life Is The Art Of Avoiding Pain.

Friendship Is But Another Name For An Alliance With The Follies And The Misfortunes Of Others. Our Own Share Of Miseries Is Sufficient: Why Enter Then As Volunteers Into Those Of Another?

The Doctrines Of Jesus Are Simple, And Tend To All The Happiness Of Man.

The Man Who Reads Nothing At All Is Better Educated Than The Man Who Reads Nothing But Newspapers.