This Dog, Which, Although No Beauty, Was

Whoever Blushes Is Already Guilty; True Innocence Is Ashamed Of Nothing.

Do Not Judge, And You Will Never Be Mistaken.

Base Souls Have No Faith In Great Individuals.

The World Of Reality Has Its Limits; The World Of Imagination Is Boundless.

It Is Believed That Physiognomy Is Only A Simple Development Of The Features Already Marked Out By Nature. It Is My Opinion, However, That In Addition To This Development, The Features Come Insensibly To Be Formed And Assume Their Shape From The Frequent And Habitual Expression Of Certain Affections Of The Soul. These Affections Are Marked On The Countenance; Nothing Is More Certain Than This; And When They Turn Into Habits, They Must Leave On It Durable Impressions.