For certainly there cannot be a higher pleasure than to think that we love and are beloved by the most amiable and best Being.

Unhappy is that Grandeur which makes us too great to be good; and that Wit which sets us at a distance from true Wisdom.

How can you be content to be in the world like tulips in a garden, to make a fine show, and be good for nothing.

If none were to Marry, but Men of strict Vertue and Honour, I doubt the World would be but thinly peopled.

But, alas! what poor Woman is ever taught that she should have a higher Design than to get her a Husband?

We must Think what we Say, and Mean what we Profess.

Every one knows, that the mind will not be kept from contemplating what it loves in the midst of crowds and business. Hence come those frequent absences, so observable in conversation; for whilst the body is confined to present company, the mind is flown to that which it delights in.