A Nation Is A Detour Of Nature

Woman Learns To Hate To The Extent To Which Her Charms Decrease.

When We Talk In Company We Lose Our Unique Tone Of Voice, And This Leads Us To Make Statements Which In No Way Correspond To Our Real Thoughts.

They Devour Each Other And Cannot Even Digest Themselves.

Lying Very Still And Thinking Very Little Is The Most Inexpensive Medicine For All The Sicknesses Of The Soul, And When Administered With Good Intentions It Grows More And More Pleasant With Each Passing Hour.

The Sensible Author Writes For No Other Posterity Than His Own--that Is, For His Age--so As To Be Able Even Then To Take Pleasurein Himself.