Though We Best Know And

Society ... Is Nothing More Than The War Of A Thousand Petty Opposed Interests, An Eternal Strife Of All The Vanities, Which, Turn In Turn Wounded And Humiliated One By The Other, Intercross, Come Into Collision, And On The Morrow Expiate The Triumph Of The Eve In The Bitterness Of Defeat. To Live Alone, To Remain Unjostled In This Miserable Struggle, Where For A Moment One Draws The Eyes Of The Spectators, To Be Crushed A Moment Later -- This Is What Is Called Being A Nonentity, Having No Existence. Poor Humanity!

If It Wasn't For Me, I'd Do Brilliantly.

All Passions Exaggerate; And They Are Passions Only Because They Do Exaggerate.

Society Is Composed Of Two Great Classes, Those That Have More Dinners Than Appetite, And Those Who Have More Appetite Than Dinners.

The Threat Of A Neglected Cold Is For Doctors What The Threat Of Purgatory Is For Priests-a Gold Mine.