Such Is The Effect Of True Politeness,

But If The Young Are Never Tired Of Erring In Conduct, Neither Are The Older In Erring Of Judgment.

I Am Tired To Death! Tired Of Every Thing! I Would Give The Universe For A Disposition Less Difficult To Please. Yet, After All, What Is There To Give Pleasure? When One Has Seen One Thing, One Has Seen Every Thing.

People Who Live Together Naturally Catch The Looks And Air Of One Another And Without Having One Feature Alike, They Contract A Something In The Whole Countenance Which Strikes One As A Resemblance

I Have This Very Moment Finished Reading A Novel Called The Vicar Of Wakefield [by Oliver Goldsmith].... It Appears To Me, To Be Impossible Any Person Could Read This Book Through With A Dry Eye And Yet, I Don't Much Like It.... There Is But Very Little Story, The Plot Is Thin, The Incidents Very Rare, The Sentiments Uncommon, The Vicar Is Contented, Humble, Pious, Virtuous--but Upon The Whole The Book Has Not At All Satisfied My Expectations.

You Have Sensible Women Here [in England] But Then, They Are Very Devils--censorious, Uncharitable, Sarcastic--the Women In Scotland Have Twice--thrice Their Freedom, With All Their Virtue--and Are Very Conversable And Agreeable--their Educations Are More Finished.