Solitude Begets Whimsies.

I Regard Almost All Quarrels Of Princes On The Same Footing, And I See Nothing That Marks Man's Unreason So Positively As War. Indeed, What Folly To Kill One Another For Interests Often Imaginary, And Always For The Pleasure Of Persons Who Do Not Think Themselves Even Obliged To Those Who Sacrifice Themselves For Them!

The Ultimate End Of Your Education Was To Make You A Good Wife.

Nature Is Seldom In The Wrong, Custom Always.

No Entertainment Is So Cheap As Reading, Nor Any Pleasure So Lasting.

My Health Is So Often Impaired That I Begin To Be As Weary Of It As Mending Old Lace; When It Is Patched In One Place, It Breaks Out In Another.