A Mr. (save, perhaps, some half dozen in the nation,) always needs a note of explanation.

Arguments are too much like disputes.

They parted at last with mutual civility, and possibly a mutual desire of never meeting again.

The more I see of the world, the more am I dissatisfied with it.

No one can be really esteemed accomplished who does not greatly surpass what is usually met with.

I have not a doubt of your doing very well together. Your tempers are by no means unlike. You are each of you so complying, that nothing will ever be resolved on; so easy, that every servant will cheat you; and so generous, that you will always exceed your income.

I have read your book, and I disapprove.