He Who Comes Up To His Own

We Do Not Die Wholly At Our Deaths: We Have Mouldered Away Gradually Long Before. Faculty After Faculty, Interest After Interest, Attachment After Attachment Disappear: We Are Torn From Ourselves While Living.

Silence Is One Great Art Of Conversation.

We Imagine That The Admiration Of The Works Of Celebrated Men Has Become Common, Because The Admiration Of Their Names Has Become So.

To Give A Reason For Anything Is To Breed A Doubt Of It.

The Vain Man Makes A Merit Of Misfortune, And Triumphs In His Disgrace.