It Has All Been Most

There Is No Remedy So Easy As Books, Which If They Do Not Give Cheerfulness, At Least Restore Quiet To The Most Troubled Mind.

We Are Educated In The Grossest Ignorance, And No Art Omitted To Stifle Our Natural Reason; If Some Few Get Above Their Nurses Instructions, Our Knowledge Must Rest Concealed And Be As Useless To The World As Gold In The Mine.

Only A Mother Knows A Mother's Fondness.

No Entertainment Is So Cheap As Reading, Nor Any Pleasure So Lasting. She Will Not Want New Fashions Nor Regret The Loss Of Expensive Diversions Or Variety Of Company If She Can Be Amused With An Author In Her Closet.

There Is Nothing Can Pay One For That Invaluable Ignorance Which Is The Companion Of Youth, Those Sanguine Groundless Hopes, And That Lively Vanity Which Makes All The Happiness Of Life.