Nothing is more deceitful, than the appearance of humility. It is often only carelessness of opinion, and sometimes an indirect boast.
It is a curious thought, but it is only when you see people looking ridiculous, that you realise just how much you love them!
Well, I am pretty. There’s no denying that. Almost all spiders are rather nice-looking. I’m not as flashy as some, but I’ll do.
The inventor of the mirror did few of us any favours: we must have been happier before we knew what we looked like.
No one is as they seem, and most of life, apart from honest betrayal, is lies and deceit. And the day we discover we are no different is the day we no longer want to live.
Appearances are not everything. Even an old-established firm with palatial showrooms and every appearance of prosperity may rest on a rotten basis. And what does one do then? Does one run about crying out that times are hard? No, one buys a new and luxurious car. One spends a little more money than usual. One lives a little more ostentatiously. For credit, see you, is everything! But sometimes a monumental business has crashed – for no more than a few thousand pounds – of ready money.