He Loves Little Who Loves By Rule.

Books Are A Languid Pleasure.

He Whose Mouth Is Out Of Taste Says The Wine Is Flat.

Marriage Is Like A Cage; One Sees The Birds Outside Desperate To Get In, And Those Inside Equally Desperate To Get Out.

The Conduct Of Our Lives Is The True Mirror Of Our Doctrine.

Let Us A Little Permit Nature To Take Her Own Way; She Better Understands Her Own Affairs Than We.