Don't Wait To Be Happy

Most Men Spend The First Half Of Their Lives Making The Second Half Miserable.

All The Worth Of Some People Lies In Their Name; Upon A Closer Inspection It Dwindles To Nothing, But From A Distance It Deceives Us.

A Coxcomb Is One Whom Simpletons Believe To Be A Man Of Merit.

Every Hour In Itself, As It Respects Us In Particular, Is The Only One We Can Call Our Own.

To Be Among People One Loves, That's Sufficient; To Dream, To Speak To Them, To Be Silent Among Them, To Think Of Indifferent Things; But Among Them, Everything Is Equal.