Solitude Begets Whimsies.

We Are Educated In The Grossest Ignorance, And No Art Omitted To Stifle Our Natural Reason; If Some Few Get Above Their Nurses Instructions, Our Knowledge Must Rest Concealed And Be As Useless To The World As Gold In The Mine.

People Commonly Educate Their Children As They Build Their Houses, According To Some Plan They Think Beautiful, Without Considering Whether It Is Suited To The Purposes For Which They Are Designed.

We Travellers Are In Very Hard Circumstances. If We Say Nothing But What Has Been Said Before Us, We Are Dull And Have Observed Nothing. If We Tell Anything New, We Are Laughed At As Fabulous And Romantic.

Miserable Is The Fate Of Writers: If They Are Agreeable, They Are Offensive; And If Dull, They Starve.

I Have Never Had Any Great Esteem For The Generality Of The Fair Sex, And My Only Consolation For Being Of That Gender Has Been The Assurance It Gave Me Of Never Being Married To Any One Among Them.