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We Seldom Learn The True Want Of What We Have Till It Is Discovered That We Can Have No More.

People In Distress Never Think That You Feel Enough.

Politeness Is Fictitious Benevolence.

I Am A Great Friend To Public Amusements; For They Keep People From Vice.

That Distrust Which Intrudes So Often On Your Mind Is A Mode Of Melancholy, Which, If It Be The Business Of A Wise Man To Be Happy, It Is Foolish To Indulge; And If It Be A Duty To Preserve Our Faculties Entire For Their Proper Use, It Is Criminal. Suspicion Is Very Often An Useless Pain.