Tis A Sort Of Coquetry

Considering How Little The Beginning Or The Ceasing To Love Is In Our Own Power, It Is Foolish And Unreasonable For The Lover Or His Mistress To Complain Of One Another's Inconstancy.

We Acknowledge Our Faults In Order To Repair By Our Sincerity The Damage They Have Done Us In The Eyes Of Others.

What Men Call Friendship Is No More Than A Partnership, A Mutual Care Of Interests, An Exchange Of Favors - In A Word, It Is A Sort Of Traffic, In Which Self-love Ever Proposes To Be The Gainer.

Wit Sometimes Enables Us To Act Rudely With Impunity.

Those Who Most Obstinately Oppose The Most Widely-held Opinions More Often Do So Because Of Pride Than Lack Of Intelligence. They Find The Best Places In The Right Set Already Taken, And They Do Not Want Back Seats.