Too Great Haste Leads Us To Error.

There Is No Praise To Bear The Sort That You Put In Your Pocket.

If Everyone Were Clothed With Integrity, If Every Heart Were Just, Frank, Kindly, The Other Virtues Would Be Well-nigh Useless.

Reasoning Is The Pastime Of My Whole Household, And All This Reasoning Has Driven Out Reason.

Of All Follies There Is None Greater Than Wanting To Make The World A Better Place.

All The Ills Of Mankind, All The Tragic Misfortunes That Fill The History Books, All The Political Blunders, All The Failures Of The Great Leaders Have Arisen Merely From A Lack Of Skill At Dancing.