General Notions Are Generally Wrong.

Solitude Begets Whimsies.

I Am Afraid We Are Little Better Than Straws Upon The Water; We May Flatter Ourselves That We Swim, When The Current Carries Us Along.

Nobody Should Trust Their Virtue With Necessity, The Force Of Which Is Never Known Till It Is Felt, And It Is Therefore One Of The First Duties To Avoid The Temptation Of It.

Men Are Vile Inconstant Toads.

There Can Be No Situation In Life In Which The Conversation Of My Dear Sister Will Not Administer Some Comfort To Me.