Nothing Is More Dissimilar Than Natural And

Style Is The Dress Of Thoughts, And Let Them Be Ever So Just.

We Are Hardly Ever Grateful For A Fine Clock Or Watch When It Goes Right, And We Pay Attention To It Only When It Falters, For Then We Are Caught By Surprise. It Ought To Be The Other Way About.

There Is A Sort Of Veteran Women Of Condition, Who, Having Lived Always In The Grand Mode, And Having Possibly Had Some Gallantries, Together With The Experience Of Five And Twenty Or Thirty Years, Form A Young Fellow Better Than All The Rules That Can Be Given Him.

If You Would Convince Others, Seem Open To Conviction Yourself.

Gratitude Is A Burden Upon Our Imperfect Nature.