Wishes Run Over In Loquacious Impotence, Will

The Worst Of Faces Still Is Human.

He Who Always Prefaces His Tale With Laughter, Is Poised Between Impertinence And Folly.

Modesty Is Silent When It Would Be Improper To Speak; The Humble, Without Being Called Upon, Never Recollects To Say Anything Of Himself.

A Great Passion Has No Partner.

If You See One Cold And Vehement At The Same Time, Set Him Down For A Fanatic.