There Is Delight In Singing,

What Is Reading But Silent Conversation?

I Hate False Words, And Seek With Care, Difficulty, And Moroseness, Those That Fit The Thing.

No Friendship Is So Cordial Or So Delicious As That Of Girl For Girl; No Hatred So Intense And Immovable As That Of Woman For Woman.

An Ingenious Mind Feels In Unmerited Praise The Bitterest Reproof.

In Honest Truth, A Name Given To A Man Is No Better Than A Skin Given To Him; What Is Not Natively His Own Falls Off And Comes To Nothing.