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Adversity Is A Severe Instructor, Set Over Us By One Who Knows Us Better Than We Do Ourselves.

Taste And Elegance, Though They Are Reckoned Only Among The Smaller And Secondary Morals, Yet Are Of No Mean Importance In The Regulations Of Life. A Moral Taste Is Not Of Force To Turn Vice Into Virtue; But It Recommends Virtue With Something Like The Blandishments Of Pleasure, And It Infinitely Abates The Evils Of Vice.

It Is For The Most Part In Our Skill In Manners, And In The Observations Of Time And Place And Of Decency In General, That What Is Called Taste By Way Of Distinction Consists; And Which Is In Reality No Other Than A More Refined Judgment.

Laws, Like Houses, Lean On One Another.

Flattery Is No More Than What Raises In A Man's Mind An Idea Of A Preference Which He Has Not.