Perry Wesley-- Man of the World

I couldn't resist posting another glorious spam cavalcade of whimsy, this one addressed from Frances Daley to Perry Wesley. Once again I've highlighted the, er, highlights. Note, as noted by Sutton, the curiously refreshing mixture of banality and actual insight:

Boredom: the desire for desires.
He who labors diligently need never despair for all things are accomplished by diligence and labor.
I love you, not for what you are, but for what I am when I am with you.
A man never discloses his own character so clearly as when he describes another's.
Hope of ill gain is the beginning of loss.
Art is the final cunning of the human soul which would rather do anything than face the gods.
Laughter kills fear, and without fear there can be no faith. For without fear of the devil there is no need for God.
The gods sell all things at a fair price.
Who with a little cannot be content, endures an everlasting punishment.
Outer space is no place for a person of breeding.
Delicate humor is the crowning virtue of the saints.
To have a great idea, have a lot of them.
To be happy we must not be too concerned with others.
Conscience is the dog that can't bite, but never stops barking.
Ideas are the factors that lift civilization. They create revolutions. There is more dynamite in an idea than in many bombs.
In a balanced organization, working towards a common objective, there is success.