The Heat Of Youth Is Not More

Gratitude Is Merely The Secret Hope Of Further Favors.

It Seems That Nature, Which Has So Wisely Disposed Our Bodily Organs With A View To Our Happiness, Has Also Bestowed On Us Pride, To Spare Us The Pain Of Being Aware Of Our Imperfections.

There Are More Defects In Temperament Than In The Mind.

However We May Conceal Our Passions Under The Veil ... There Is Always Some Place Where They Peep Out.

Civility Is A Desire To Receive Civilities, And To Be Accounted Well-bred.