We Continually Say Things To

The Mind Is But Too Naturally Prone To Pleasure, But Too Easily Yielded To Dissipation

I Am Tired To Death! Tired Of Every Thing! I Would Give The Universe For A Disposition Less Difficult To Please. Yet, After All, What Is There To Give Pleasure? When One Has Seen One Thing, One Has Seen Every Thing.

The Spring Is Generally Fertile In New Acquaintances.

While We All Desire To Live Long, We Have All A Horror Of Being Old!

But How Cool, How Quiet Is True Courage!