A Little Alarm Now And

Credulity Is The Sister Of Innocence.

... It's Vastly More Irksome To Give Up One's Own Way, Than To Hear A Few Impertinent Remarks.

. . . Men Seldom Risk Their Lives Where An Escape Is Without Hope Of Recompense.

Travelling Is The Ruin Of All Happiness. There's No Looking At A Building Here After Seeing Italy.

To Save The Mind From Preying Inwardly Upon Itself, It Must Be Encouraged To Some Outward Pursuit.