For What Do We Live, But To

It Is Very Difficult For The Prosperous To Be Humble.

There Are People, Who The More You Do For Them, The Less They Will Do For Themselves.

On Every Formal Visit A Child Ought To Be Of The Party, By Way Of Provisions For Discourse.

Maybe It’s That I Find It Hard To Forgive The Follies And Vices Of Others, Or Their Offenses Against Me. My Good Opinion, Once Lost, Is Lost Forever.

You Men Have None Of You Any Hearts.' 'if We Have Not Hearts, We Have Eyes; And They Give Us Torment Enough.