No One Is Without Their Difficulties, Whether

What Is It That Affectionate Parents Require Of Their Children; For All Their Care, Anxiety, And Toil On Their Accounts? Only That They Would Be Wise And Virtuous, Benevolent And Kind.

The Heart Is Long, Very Long In Receiving The Convictions That Is Forced Upon It By Reason... Affection Still Lingers In The Bosom, Even After Esteem Has Taken Its Flight.

I Feel Anxious For The Fate Of Our Monarchy, Or Democracy, Or Whatever Is To Take Place. I Soon Get Lost In A Labyrinth Of Perplexities; But, Whatever Occurs, May Justice And Righteousness Be The Stability Of Our Times, And Order Arise Out Of Confusion. Great Difficulties May Be Surmounted By Patience And Perseverance.

These Are The Times When A Genius Wants To Live.

Arbitrary Power Is Like Most Other Things Which Are Very Hard, Very Liable To Be Broken.