The World, Dear Agnes, Is A Strange

The Impromptu Reply Is Precisely The Touchstone Of The Man Of Wit.

It Is A Fine Seasoning For Joy To Think Of Those We Love.

One Cannot But Mistrust A Prospect Of Felicity: One Must Enjoy It Before One Can Believe In It.

The Public Scandal Is What Constitutes The Offence: Sins Sinned In Secret Are No Sins At All.

We Live Under A Prince Who Is An Enemy To Fraud, A Prince Whose Eyes Penetrate Into The Heart, And Whom All The Art Of Impostors Can't Deceive.