He who sues for suckcess don’t git it so often az he who demands it.
Suckcess iz a coquet, and a bashful lover never wins her.
No woman yet waz ever satisfied to be a prude, who could be a suckcessfull coquet.
Flattery iz just like cheeze, or ennything else we deal in, the supply is alwus regulated bi the demand.
If all the vanity should leave this world, haff the virtew would go with it; thare iz no telling how menny ov us are simply proud ov our various virtews.
Blood ain’t nothing, munny and clothes iz what tells.
The things in this world that are the best done show the least sighns ov labour, yet they are the most diffikult to do; the reason ov this iz, bekauze they are so natral.
It iz eazy enuff, perhaps, for us tew tell what we admire, esteem and respekt, in a man, but tew tell what we love ain’t so eazy.
Amung the vast number ov phools in this world thare iz only a phew who are born so.
Accepting praize that iz not our due iz not mutch better than tew be a receiver of stolen goods.