Shared Joys Make A Friend, Not Shared

I Can Still Stand On Life's Narrowest Footing: But Who Would I Be Were I To Show You This Art. Would You Like To See A Ropedancer?

It Says Nothing Against The Ripeness Of A Spirit That It Has A Few Worms.

All Of Life Is A Dispute Over Taste And Tasting.

The Poison By Which The Weaker Nature Is Destroyed Is Strengthening To The Strong Individual And He Does Not Call It Poison.

Socrates And Plato Are Right: Whatever Man Does He Always Does Well, That Is, He Does That Which Seems To Him Good (useful) According To The Degree Of His Intellect, The Particular Standard Of His Reasonableness.