The Coquette Has Companions, Indeed, But No

Peevishness May Be Considered The Canker Of Life, That Destroys Its Vigor And Checks Its Improvement; That Creeps On With Hourly Depredations, And Taints And Vitiates What It Cannot Consume.

Fears Of The Brave And Follies Of The Wise.

Quotation Is The Highest Compliment You Can Pay An Author.

There Is Something In Obstinacy Which Differs From Every Other Passion. Whenever It Fails, It Never Recovers, But Either Breaks Like Iron, Or Crumbles Sulkily Away, Like A Fractured Arch. Most Other Passions Have Their Periods Of Fatigue And Rest, Their Sufferings And Their Cure; But Obstinacy Has No Resource, And The First Wound Is Mortal.

No Man Is Obliged To Do As Much As He Can Do. A Man Is To Have Part Of His Life To Himself.