We Are Much Harder On People Who

Ability Wins Us The Esteem Of The True Men; Luck, That Of The People.

Most Of Our Faults Are More Pardonable Than The Means We Use To Conceal Them.

The First Lover Is Kept A Long While, When No Offer Is Made Of A Second.

That Which Makes The Vanity Of Others Unbearable To Us Is That Which Wounds Our Own.

In All Aspects Of Life, We Take On A Part And An Appearance To Seem To Be What We Wish To Be--and Thus The World Is Merely Composed Of Actors.