I Am None Of Those Nonsensical Fools

There Is Yet Another Kind Of Matrimonial Dialect (which Naturally Succeeds This Of Talking At Each Other), Which May Very Properlybe Styled The Language Contradictory.... In The Former, However Plain The Object Of Satire May Be Exhibited To The Whole Company, Yet There Always Remains Some Little Covering.... But In This Last Method, The Defiance Becomes More Open And The Impetuosity With Which These Contradictions Are Uttered (although The Subjects Of Them Are Often Of The Most Indifferent Nature) Evidently Prove That They Arise From Passion.

Tis This Desire Of Bending All Things To Our Own Purposes Which Turns Them Into Confusion And Is The Chief Source Of Every Error In Our Lives.

I Believe No Gentleman Would Like To Have His Family Affairs Neglected Because His Wife Was Filling Her Head With Crotchets And Pothooks, And Who, Because She Understood A Few Scraps Of Latin, Valued That More Than Minding Her Needle Or Providing Her Husband's Dinner.

Men Look On Knowledge Which They Learn--or Might Learn--from Others As They Do On The Most Beautiful Structures Which Are Not Their Own: In Outward Objects, They Would Rather Behold Their Own Hogsty Than Their Neighbor's Palace; And In Mental Ones, Would Prefer One Grain Of Knowledge Gained By Their Own Observation To All The Wisdom Of A Thousand Solomons.

[allegory] Is A Flight By Which The Human Wit Attempts At One And The Same Time To Investigate Two Objects, And Consequently Is Fitted Only To The Most Exalted Geniuses.