The feeble howl with the wolves, bray with the asses, and bleat with the sheep.
A fondness for satire indicates a mind pleased with irritating others; for myself, I never could find amusement in killing flies.
Ennui is the disease of hearts without feeling, and of minds without resources.
Selfishness, not love, is the actuating motive of the gallant.
The more I see of men, the more I admire dogs. - Jeanne
It would have cost me more trouble to escape from injustice, than it does to submit to it.