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First Loves Are Not Necessarily More Foolish Than Others; But The Chances Are Certainly Against Them. Proximity Of Time Or Place, A Variety Of Accidental Circumstances More Than The Essential Merits Of The Object, Often Produce What Is Called First Love.

Promises Are Dangerous Things To Ask Or To Give.

... An Inaccurate Use Of Words Produces Such A Strange Confusion In All Reasoning, That In The Heat Of Debate, The Combatants, Unable To Distinguish Their Friends From Their Foes, Fall Promiscuously On Both.

Our Pleasures In Literature Do Not, I Think, Decline With Age; Last 1st Of January Was My Eighty-second Birthday, And I Think That I Had As Much Enjoyment From Books As I Ever Had In My Life.

Some People Talk Of Morality, And Some Of Religion, But Give Me A Little Snug Property.