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Sex: The Pleasure Is Momentary, The Position Ridiculous, And The Expense Damnable.

It Seems To Me That Physical Sickness Softens, Just As Moral Sickness Hardens, The Heart.

Wit Is So Shining A Quality That Everybody Admires It; Most People Aim At It, All People Fear It, And Few Love It Unless In Themselves. A Man Must Have A Good Share Of Wit Himself To Endure A Great Share Of It In Another.

It Seems To Me That Your Doctor [tronchin] Is More Of A Philosopher Than A Physician. As For Me, I Much Prefer A Doctor Who Is Anoptimist And Who Gives Me Remedies That Will Improve My Health. Philosophical Consolations Are, After All, Useless Against Real Ailments. I Know Only Two Kinds Of Sickness--physical And Moral: All The Others Are Purely In The Imagination.

Politicians Neither Love Nor Hate. Interest, Not Sentiment, Directs Them.