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Nature Is Seldom In The Wrong, Custom Always.

Strictly Speaking, There Is But One Real Evil: I Mean Acute Pain. All Other Complaints Are So Considerably Diminished By Time That It Is Plain The Grief Is Owing To Our Passion, Since The Sensation Of It Vanishes When That Is Over.

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.

In Short I Will Part With Anything For You But You.

The Use Of Knowledge In Our Sex (beside The Amusement Of Solitude) Is To Moderate The Passions And Learn To Be Contented With A Small Expense, Which Are The Certain Effects Of A Studious Life And, It May Be, Preferable Even To That Fame Which Men Have Engrossed To Themselves And Will Not Suffer Us To Share.