Almost Every One Flatters Himself That He

We Can Invent Only With Memory.

Flowing Water Is At Once A Picture And A Music, Which Causes To Flow At The Same Time From My Brain, Like A Limpid And Murmuring Rivulet, Sweet Thoughts, Charming Reveries, And Melancholy Remembrances.

Almost Every One Flatters Himself That He And His Are Exceptionable.

Uncertainty Is The Worst Of All Evils Until The Moment When Reality Makes Us Regret Uncertainty.

The More The Change, The More It Is The Same Thing.