The Sunset Glow Of Self-possession.

Whoever Is Not A Misanthrope At Forty Can Never Have Loved Mankind.

Man May Aspire To Virtue, But He Cannot Reasonably Aspire To Truth.

Wrinkles And Ill-nature Together Made A Woman Hideous.

He Who Disguises Tyranny, Protection, Or Even Benefits Under The Air And Name Of Friendship Reminds Me Of The Guilty Priest Who Poisoned The Sacramental Bread.

Women Bestow On Friendship Only What They Borrow From Love.