Everybody's Business Is Nobody's Business.

The Temple Of Silence And Reconciliation.

The Saviour Of Mankind Himself, In Whose Blameless Life Malice Could Find No Act To Impeach, Has Been Called In Question For Words Spoken.

Every Generation Enjoys The Use Of A Vast Hoard Bequeathed To It By Antiquity, And Transmits That Hoard, Augmented By Fresh Acquisitions, To Future Ages.

At Present, The Novels Which We Owe To English Ladies Form No Small Part Of The Literary Glory Of Our Country. No Class Of Works Is More Honorably Distinguished For Fine Observation, By Grace, By Delicate Wit, By Pure Moral Feeling.

It Is Good To Be Often Reminded Of The Inconsistency Of Human Nature, And To Learn To Look Without Wonder Or Disgust On The Weaknesses Which Are Found In The Strongest Minds.