Sensible People Find Nothing Useless.

Often We Find Our Own Destiny On The Same Roads That We Have Been Avoiding.

We Ought Never To Scoff At The Wretched, For Who Can Be Sure Of Continued Happiness?

Everyone Calls Himself A Friend, But Only A Fool Relies On It; Nothing Is Commoner Than The Name, Nothing Rarer Than The Thing.

Still People Are Dangerous.

Every Newspaper Editor Owes Tribute To The Devil. [fr., Tout Faiseur De Journaux Doit Tribut Au Malin.]