A Pleasure So Exquisite As Almost To

One Can Love Any Man That Is Generous.

Affection, Like Melancholy, Magnifies Trifles.

We Lose In Depth Of Expression When We Go To Inferior Animals For Comparisons With Human Beauty. Homer Calls Juno Ox-eyed; And The Epithet Suits Well With The Eyes Of That Goddess, Because She May Be Supposed, With All Her Beauty, To Want A Certain Humanity. Her Large Eyes Look At You With A Royal Indifference.

Sympathizing And Selfish People Are Alike, Both Given To Tears.

I Entrench Myself In My Books Equally Against Sorrow And The Weather.