Every man becomes, to a certain degree, what the people he generally converses with are.
A light supper, a good night's sleep, and a fine morning have sometimes made a hero of the same man who, by an indigestion, a restless night, and a rainy morning would have proved a coward.
I am sure that since I have had the full use of my reason, nobody has heard me laugh.
Few men are of one plain, decided color; most are mixed, shaded or blended; and vary as much from different situations, as changeable silks do from different lights.