While We All Desire To Live Long,

I Am Tired To Death! Tired Of Every Thing! I Would Give The Universe For A Disposition Less Difficult To Please. Yet, After All, What Is There To Give Pleasure? When One Has Seen One Thing, One Has Seen Every Thing.

To Despise Riches, May, Indeed, Be Philosophic, But To Dispense Them Worthily, Must Surely Be More Beneficial To Mankind.

People Who Live Together Naturally Catch The Looks And Air Of One Another And Without Having One Feature Alike, They Contract A Something In The Whole Countenance Which Strikes One As A Resemblance

I Cannot Be Much Pleased Without An Appearance Of Truth; At Least Of Possibility I Wish The History To Be Natural Though The Sentiments Are Refined; And The Characters To Be Probable, Though Their Behaviour Is Excelling

Unused To The Situations In Which I Find Myself, And Embarassed By The Slightest Difficulties, I Seldom Discover, Till Too Late, How I Ought To Act.