I Prefer Liberty To Chains Of Diamonds.

Remember My Unalterable Maxim, "when We Love, We Always Have Something To Say.

Civility Cost Nothing.

My Dear Smollett ... Disgraces His Talent By Writing Those Stupid Romances Called History.

There Is Nothing Can Pay One For That Invaluable Ignorance Which Is The Companion Of Youth, Those Sanguine Groundless Hopes, And That Lively Vanity Which Makes All The Happiness Of Life.

Miserable Is The Fate Of Writers: If They Are Agreeable, They Are Offensive; And If Dull, They Starve.