Fools And Wise Men Are Equally Harmless.

He Loves Not Who Does Not See The Faults Of The Beloved As Virtues.

Our Modern Wars Make Many Unhappy While They Last And None Happy When They Are Over.

Words Express Neither Objects Nor Ourselves.

Every Beginning Is Cheerful.

We Lay Aside Letters Never To Read Them Again, And At Last We Destroy Them Out Discretion, And So Disappears The Most Immediate Breath Of Life, Irrecoverably For Ourselves And For Others.