Why Did I Love Her? Because It

Friendship Is The Highest Degree Of Perfection In Society.

If By Being Overstudious, We Impair Our Health And Spoil Our Good Humor, Let Us Give It Up.

The Good Opinion Of The Vulgar Is Injurious.

And As Hearbes And Trees Are Bettered And Fortified By Being Transplanted, So Formes Of Speach Are Embellished And Graced By Variation.... As In Our Ordinary Language, We Shall Sometimes Meete With Excellent Phrases, And Quaint Metaphors, Whose Blithnesse Fadeth Through Age, And Colour Is Tarnish By To Common Using Them.

We Trouble Our Life By Thoughts About Death, And Our Death By Thoughts About Life.