Self-congratulation Pleases Only The Speaker.

I Pursue Pleasure, But Stingily, Suspiciously.

My Passions Have Never Jumped Out Of The Fireplace And Set Fire To The Carpet.

The Mind Scolds The Heart, Which Makes Excuses And Goes Its Own Way.

Great Talkers Are Trying To Fill The Gap Between Themselves And Others, But Only Widen It.

Masks Are What They Seem To Be; Not So The Faces Beneath Them.