There Is No Reasoning With Imagination.

Beauty Is A Great Gift Of Heaven; Not For The Purpose Of Female Vanity, But A Great Gift For One Who Loves, And Wishes To Be Beloved.

Wit Is Often Its Own Worst Enemy.

First Loves Are Not Necessarily More Foolish Than Others; But The Chances Are Certainly Against Them. Proximity Of Time Or Place, A Variety Of Accidental Circumstances More Than The Essential Merits Of The Object, Often Produce What Is Called First Love.

According To The Asiatics, Cupid's Bow Is Strung With Bees Which Are Apt To Sting, Sometimes Fatally, Those Who Meddle With It.

Our Pleasures In Literature Do Not, I Think, Decline With Age; Last 1st Of January Was My Eighty-second Birthday, And I Think That I Had As Much Enjoyment From Books As I Ever Had In My Life.