In Love, 'tis No Other Than Frantic

A Good Marriage Would Be Between A Blind Wife And A Deaf Husband.

Miracles Arise From Our Ignorance Of Nature, Not From Nature Itself.

Plenty And Indigence Depend Upon The Opinion Every One Has Of Them; And Riches, Like Glory Of Health, Have No More Beauty Or Pleasure Than Their Possessor Is Pleaded To Lend Them.

The World Is But A School Of Inquisition; It Is Not Who Shall Enter The Ring, But Who Shall Run The Best Courses.

Disappointment And Feebleness Imprint Upon Us A Cowardly And Valetudinarian Virtue.