Those Only Deserve A Monument Who Do

Envy Is A Littleness Of Soul, Which Cannot See Beyond A Certain Point, And If It Does Not Occupy The Whole Space Feels Itself Excluded.

Experience Makes Us Wise.

Abuse Is An Indirect Species Of Homage.

Landscape Painting Is The Obvious Resource Of Misanthropy.

Pure Good Soon Grows Insipid, Wants Variety And Spirit. Pain Is A Bittersweet, Which Never Surfeits. Love Turns, With A Little Indulgence, To Indifference Or Disgust. Hatred Alone Is Immortal.