The Small Courtesies Sweeten Life; The Greater

I Desire To Go Through Life Knowing As Little Of Evil In It As Possible. To This End, I Sometimes Avoid Looking Too Closely Into The Nature Of Things, Studying Them Only So Far As They Seem To Be Good, And Abandoning Interest In Them As Soon As Their Darker Feature Begin To Appear. The Good Only Deserves A Hearty Interest.

There Will Always Be Romance In The World So Long As There Are Young Hearts In It.

Nature Has Provided For The Exigency Of Privation, By Putting The Measure Of Our Necessities Far Below The Measure Of Our Wants. Our Necessities Are To Our Wants As Falstaff's Pennyworth Of Bread To His Any Quantity Of Sack.

It Is Indeed A Misfortune For A Woman To Be Without Beauty, As With Men The Eye Is The Chief Arbiter Of Qualities In The Sex. Her Beauty Is Her Capital--her Worth In The Market Matrimonial Depends Upon It. With Her The Virtues Are Less Reverenced When Unaccompanied By The Graces. The Sex Understand This Very Well; And Hence They Seek Mainly To Make Captive The Eye, Knowing The Mind And Heart Will Follow As A Matter Of Course.

He Has But One Great Fear That Fears To Do Wrong.