Some Are Born To Invent, Others To

The Counsels Of Old Age Give Light Without Heat, Like The Sun In Winter.

When We Are Sick Our Virtues And Our Vices Are In Abeyance.

When We Feel That We Lack Whatever Is Needed To Secure Someone Else's Esteem, We Are Very Close To Hating Him

Whoever Has Seen The Masked At A Ball Dance Amicably Together, And Take Hold Of Hands Without Knowing Each Other, Leaving The Next Moment To Meet No More, Can Form An Idea Of The World.

Few Men Have Depth Enough To Hear Or Tell The Truth.