Whatever Is Clearly Expressed Is Well Wrote.

I Have Never, In All My Various Travels, Seen But Two Sorts Of People I Mean Men And Women, Who Always Have Been, And Ever Will Be, The Same. The Same Vices And The Same Follies Have Been The Fruit Of All Ages, Though Sometimes Under Different Names.

Be Plain In Dress, And Sober In Your Diet; In Short, My Deary, Kiss Me, And Be Quiet.

My Dear Smollett ... Disgraces His Talent By Writing Those Stupid Romances Called History.

[on Her Political Writings:] It Is, I Confess, Very Possible That These My Labours May Only Be Destined To Line Trunks, Or Preserve Roast Meat From Too Fierce A Fire; Yet In That Shape I Shall Be Useful To My Country.

Copiousness Of Words, However Ranged, Is Always False Eloquence, Though It Will Ever Impose On Some Sort Of Understandings.