The Vivacity That Augments With Years Is

Politeness Is A Desire To Be Treated Politely, And To Be Esteemed Polite Oneself.

The Temperament That Produces A Talent For Little Things Is The Opposite Of That Required For Great Ones.

We Make Promises To The Extent That We Hope-and Keep Them To The Extent That We Fear.

Some People Resemble Ballads Which Are Only Sung For A Certain Time.

The Hate Of Favourites Is Only A Love Of Favour. The Envy Of Not Possessing It, Consoles And Softens Its Regrets By The Contempt It Evinces For Those Who Possess It, And We Refuse Them Our Homage, Not Being Able To Detract From Them What Attracts That Of The Rest Of The World.