Concealment Is The Foe Of Tranquility.

I Wish The Opera Was Every Night. It Is, Of All Entertainments, The Sweetest And Most Delightful. Some Of The Songs Seemed To Melt My Very Soul.

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

We Continually Say Things To Support An Opinion, Which We Have Given, That In Reality We Don't Above Half Mean.

I Looked About For Some Of My Acquaintance, But In Vain, For I Saw Not One Person That I Knew, Which Is Very Odd, For All The World Seemed There.

To Whom, Then, Must I Dedicate My Wonderful, Surprising And Interesting Adventures? To Whom Dare I Reveal My Private Opinion Of My Nearest Relations? The Secret Thoughts Of My Dearest Friends? My Own Hopes, Fears, Reflections And Dislikes? Nobody!