Well, Knowledge Is A Fine Thing, And

If We Expect To Inherit The Blessings Of Our Fathers, We Should Return A Little More To Their Primitive Simplicity Of Manners.

I Desire You Would Remember The Ladies, And Be More Generous And Favourable To Them Than Your Ancestors. Do Not Put Such Unlimited Power Into The Hands Of The Husbands. Remember All Men Would Be Tyrants If They Could... That Your Sex Are Naturally Tyrannical Is A Truth So Thoroughly Established As To Admit Of No Dispute, But Such Of You As Wish To Be Happy Willingly Give Up The Harsh Title Of Master For The More Tender And Endearing One Of Friend.

Every Object Is Beautiful In Motion; A Ship Under Sail, Trees Gently Agitated With The Wind, And A Fine Woman Dancing, Are Three Instances In Point

You Cannot Know, Should I Discribe To You; The Feelings Of A Parent . . . . Four Years Have Already Past Away Since You Left Your Native Land, And This Rural Cottage-humble Indeed, When Compared To The Palaces You Have Visited, And The Pomp You Have Been Witness To. But I Dare Say You Have Not Been So Inattentive An Observer, As To Suppose That Sweet Peace, And Contentment, Cannot Inhabit The Lowly Roof, And Bless The Tranquil Inhabitants, Equally Guarded And Protected, In Person And Property, In This Happy Country, As Those Who Reside In The Most Elegant And Costly Dwellings.

I Am More And More Convinced That Man Is A Dangerous Creature And That Power, Whether Vested In Many Or A Few, Is Ever Grasping, And Like The Grave, Cries, 'give, Give.'