Our Envy Always Outlives The Felicity Of

One Man May Be More Cunning Than Another, But No One Can Be More Cunning Than All The World.

There Are Crimes Which Become Innocent And Even Glorious Through Their Splendor, Number And Excess.

There Are Two Sorts Of Constancy In Love One Arises From Continually Discovering In The Loved Person New Subjects For Love, The Other Arises From Our Making A Merit Of Being Constant.

Perhaps Being Old Is Having Lighted Rooms Inside Your Head, And People In Them, Acting. People You Know, Yet Can't Quite Name.

We Have No Patience With Other People's Vanity Because It Is Offensive To Our Own.