Too Elevated Qualities Often Unfit A Man

Life Is A Malady In Which Sleep Soothes Us Every Sixteen Hours; It Is A Palliation; Death Is The Remedy.

The Art Of The Parenthesis Is One Of The Greatest Secrets Of Eloquence In Society

The New Friends Whom We Make After Attaining A Certain Age And By Whom We Would Fain Replace Those Whom We Have Lost, Are To Our Old Friends What Glass Eyes, False Teeth And Wooden Legs Are To Real Eyes, Natrual Teeth And Legs Of Flesh And Bone.

Society Would Be A Charming Affair If We Were Only Interested In One Another.

A Man Is Not Necessarily Intelligent Because He Has Plenty Of Ideas, Any More Than He Is A Good General Because He Has Plenty Of Soldiers.