True Love Is Like Ghosts,

There Are Few People More Convinced Of Their Own Genius Than Those Who Complain Of How Stupid They Are.

Commonplace Minds Usually Condemn What Is Beyond The Reach Of Their Understanding.

If We Judge Love By Most Of Its Effects, It Resembles Rather Hatred Than Affection.

Small Minds Are Much Distressed By Little Things. Great Minds See Them All But Are Not Upset By Them.

Our Virtues Are Often, In Reality, No Better Than Vices Disguised.