Elegance Is Something More Than Ease; It

The Imagination Is Of So Delicate A Texture That Even Words Wound It.

The Mind Of Man Is Like A Clock That Is Always Running Down, And Requires To Be Constantly Wound Up.

One Is Always More Vexed At Losing A Game Of Any Sort By A Single Hole Or Ace, Than If One Has Never Had A Chance Of Winning It.

Truth From The Mouth Of An Honest Man And Severity From A Good-natured Man Have A Double Effect.

One Of The Pleasantest Things In The World Is Going On A Journey; I Can Enjoy Society In A Room; But Out Of Doors, Nature Is Company Enough For Me. I Am Then Never Less Alone Than When Alone.