It Is Not Enough That

Where The Law Ends Tyranny Begins.

No One Hath Seen Beauty In Its Highest Lustre Who Hath Never Seen It In Distress.

In The Forming Of Female Friendships Beauty Seldom Recommends One Woman To Another.

None Of Our Political Writers . . . Take Notice Of Any More Than Three Estates, Namely, Kings, Lords And Commons . . . Passing By In Silence That Very Large And Powerful Body Which Form The Fourth Estate In The Community . . . The Mob.

The Constant Desire Of Pleasing Which Is The Peculiar Quality Of Some, May Be Called The Happiest Of All Desires In This That It Rarely Fails Of Attaining Its End When Not Disgraced By Affectation.