Sooner Barbarity Than Boredom.

Good Heavens! What A Foolish Thing Is This Pretended Perfectibility Of The Human Race Which Is Continually Being Dinned Into Our Ears!

I Am One Of Those For Whom Superfluity Is A Necessity.

The Pleasure In Traveling Consists Of The Obstacles, The Fatigue, And Even The Danger. What Charm Can Anyone Find In An Excursion When He Is Always Sure Of Reaching His Destination, Of Having Horses Ready Waiting For Him, A Soft Bed, An Excellent Supper, And All The Eases And Comfort He Can Enjoy In His Own Home! One Of The Great Misfortunes Of Modern Life Is The Want Of Any Sudden Surprise, And The Absence Of All Adventure. Everything Is So Well Arranged.

The Years I Have Squandered In Puerile Excitement, In Going Hither And Thither, In Seeking To Force Nature And Time, I Ought To Have Spent In Solitude And Meditation, In Endeavoring To Make Myself Worthy Of Being Loved.

Brevity Never Fatigues; Therefore, Brevity Is Always A Welcome Guest.