Outside Among Your Fellows, Among Strangers, You

Wit Makes Its Own Welcome, And Levels All Distinctions. No Dignity, No Learning, No Force Of Character, Can Make Any Stand Against Good Wit.

It Is God In You That Responds To God Without, Or Affirms His Own Words Trembling On The Lips Of Another.

We Love Force And We Care Very Little How It Is Exhibited.

It Is Always So Pleasant To Be Generous, Though Very Vexatious To Pay Debts.

Let Us Not Be Too Much Acquainted. I Would Have A Man Enter His House Through A Hall Filled With Heroic And Sacred Sculptures, That He Might Not Want The Hint Of Tranquillity And Self-poise.