Ordinary Readers, Forgive My Paradoxes: One Must

Happiness: A Good Bank Account, A Good Cook, And A Good Digestion.

A Citizen Should Render To The State All The Services He Can As Soon As The Sovereign Demands Them.

But I Am Mistaken In Speaking Of A Christian Republic; The Terms Are Mutually Exclusive. Christianity Preaches Only Servitude And Dependence. Its Spirit Is So Favorable To Tyranny That It Always Profits By Such A Regime. True Christians Are Made To Be Slaves, And They Know It And Do Not Much Mind; This Short Life Counts For Too Little In Their Eyes.

Gracefulness Cannot Subsist Without Ease; Delicacy Is Not Debility; Nor Must A Woman Be Sick In Order To Please. Infirmity, And Sickness May Excite Our Pity, But Desire And Pleasure Require The Bloom And Vigor Of Health.

To Be Sane In A World Of Madman Is In Itself Madness.