Our Minds Are Lazier Than Our Bodies.

Good And Bad Fortune Are Found Severally To Visit Those Who Have The Most Of The One Or The Other.

Every One Complains Of A Poor Memory, No One Of A Weak Judgment.

Constancy In Love Is A Perpetual Inconstancy Which Fixes Our Hearts Successively To All The Qualities Of The Person Loved--sometimes Admiring One And Sometimes Another Above All The Rest--so That This Constancy Roves As Far As It Can, And Is No Better Than Inconstancy, Confined Within The Compass Of One Person.

In Every Walk Of Life Each Man Puts On A Personality And Outward Appearance So As To Look What He Wants To Be Thought; In Fact You Might Say That Society Is Entirely Made Up Of Assumed Personalities.

Some Follies Are Caught, Like Contagious Diseases.