The World Dread Nothing So Much As

Language, If It Throws A Veil Over Our Ideas, Adds A Softness And Refinement To Them, Like That Which The Atmosphere Gives To Naked Objects.

He Is A Hypocrite Who Professes What He Does Not Believe; Not He Who Does Not Practice All He Wishes Or Approves.

Those Who Are Pleased With The Fewest Things Know The Least, As Those Who Are Pleased With Everything Know Nothing.

Poverty, When It Is Voluntary, Is Never Despicable, But Takes An Heroical Aspect.

Malice Often Takes The Garb Of Truth.