Autumn glows upon us like a splendid evening; it is the very sunset of the year.

Does it not appear to you versatility is the true and rare characteristic of that rare thing called genius-versatility and playfulness? In my mind they are both essential.

The power of admiring whatever is deserving of admiration, the nice and quick perception of the beautiful and the true, is one of the highest and noblest of our faculties, born of taste, and knowledge, and wisdom, or rather it is taste, and wisdom, and knowledge, in one rare and great combination.

I foresee that the Andersen and Fairy Tale fashion will not last; none of these things away from general nature do.

No fear of forgetting the good-humoured faces that meet us in our walks each day.

I do not think very highly of Madame D'Arblay's books. The style is so strutting. She does so stalk about on Dr. Johnson's old stilts.

I have had a great misfortune; my dear old dog is dead.