While We All Desire To Live Long,

Falsehood Is Not More Unjustifiable Than Unsafe.

To Nobody, Then, Will I Write My Journal! Since To Nobody Can I Be Wholly Unreserved, To Nobody Can I Reveal Every Thought, Every Wish Of My Heart, With The Most Unlimited Confidence, The Most Unremitting Sincerity, To The End Of My Life!

O, We All Acknowledge Our Faults, Now; 'tis The Mode Of The Day: But The Acknowledgment Passes For Current Payment; And Therefore We Never Amend Them.

I'd Rather Be Done Any Thing To Than Laughed At, For, To My Mind, It's One Or Other The Disagreeablest Thing In The World.

It Has Been Long And Justly Remarked, That Folly Has Ever Sought Alliance With Beauty.