We do not hate as long as we still attach a lesser value, but only when we attach an equal or a greater value.

Even the most honest writer lets slip a word too many when he wants to round off a period.

Perhaps no one as yet has been truthful enough about what "truthfulness" is.

They muddy the water, to make it seem deep.

Take a chance and try my fare! It will grow on you, I swear; Soon it will taste good to you!

Completely true to nature!' - what a lie: / How could nature ever be constrained into a picture? / The smallest bit of nature is infinite! / And so he paints what he likes about it. / And what does he like? He likes what he can paint!

Contentment preserves one from catching cold. Has a woman who knew that she was well dressed ever caught a cold? No, not even when she had scarcely a rag on her back.