Some People Are Commended For A Giddy

Our Judgments, Like Our Watches, None Go Just Alike, Yet Each Believes His Own

Get Your Enemy To Read Your Works In Order To Mend Them, For Your Friend Is So Much Your Second Self That He Will Judge Too Like You.

Fondly We Think We Honor Merit Then, When We But Praise Ourselves In Other Men.

A Family Is But Too Often A Commonwealth Of Malignants.

Offend Her, And She Knows Not To Forgive; Oblige Her, And She'll Hate You While You Live.