Perfection Is Immutable. But For Things Imperfect,

He Who Would Be Singular In His Apparel Had Need Have Something Superlative To Balance That Affectation.

Surely, If We Considered Detraction To Be Bred Of Envy, Nested Only In Deficient Minds, We Should Find That The Applauding Of Virtue Would Win Us Far More Honor Than The Seeking Slyly To Disparage It. That Would Show We Loved What We Commended, While This Tells The World We Grudge At What We Want In Ourselves.

For Converse Among Men, Beautiful Persons Have Less Need Of The Mind's Commending Qualities. Beauty In Itself Is Such A Silent Orator, That It Is Ever Pleading For Respect And Liking, And By The Eyes Of Others Is Ever Sending, To Their Hearts For Love.

There Is No One Subsists By Himself Alone.

Honesty Is A Warrant Of Far More Safety Than Fame.