Year Chases Year, Decay Pursues Decay, Still

Pride Is Seldom Delicate; It Will Please Itself With Very Mean Advantages.

The Most Fatal Disease Of Friendship Is Gradual Decay.

Worth Seeing, Yes; But Not Worth Going To See.

Vanity Is So Frequently The Apparent Motive Of Advice, That We, For The Most Part, Summon Our Powers To Oppose It Without Any Very Accurate Inquiry Whether It Is Right.

The Applause Of A Single Human Being Is Of Great Consequence.