That Gracious Thing, Made Up Of Tears

Novels Are To Love As Fairy Tales To Dreams.

Happiness Can Be Built Only On Virtue, And Must Of Necessity Have Truth For Its Foundation.

A Woman In A Single State May Be Happy And May Be Miserable; But Most Happy, Most Miserable, These Are Epithets Belonging To A Wife.

Iambics March From Short To Long;-- With A Leap And A Bound The Swift Anapaests Throng

The Age Seems Sore From Excess Of Stimulation, Just As A Day Or Two After A Thorough Debauch And Long Sustained Drinking-match A Man Feels All Over Like A Bruise. Even To Admire Otherwise Than On The Whole And Where "i Admire" Is But A Synonyme For "i Remember, I Liked It Very Much When I Was Reading It ," Is Too Much An Effort, Would Be Too Disquieting An Emotion!