If I Wished To Punish My Enemy,

Glory Darts Her Soul-pervading Ray On Thrones And Cottages, Regardless Still Of All The Artificial Nice Distinctions Vain Human Customs Make.

Proportion And Propriety Are Among The Best Secrets Of Domestic Wisdom; And There Is No Surer Test Of Integrity Than A Well-proportioned Expenditure.

A Corrupt Practice May Be Abolished, But A Soiled Imagination Is Not Easily Cleansed.

We Live In An Age Which Must Be Amused, Though Genius, Feeling, Trust, And Principle Be The Sacrifice.

How Much It Is To Be Regretted, That The British Ladies Should Ever Sit Down Contented To Polish, When They Are Able To Reform; To Entertain, When They Might Instruct; And To Dazzle For An Hour, When They Are Candidates For Eternity!