The Nature of Familiar Letters, written, as it were, to the Moment, while the Heart is agitated by Hopes and Fears, on Events undecided, must plead an Excuse for the Bulk of a Collection of this Kind. Mere Facts and Characters might be comprised in a much smaller Compass: But, would they be equally interesting?

What pleasure can those over-happy persons know, who, from their affluence and luxury, always eat before they are hungry and drink before they are thirsty?

What the unpenetrating world call Humanity, is often no more than a weak mind pitying itself.

Vast is the field of Science... the more a man knows, the more he will find he has to know.

The coyest maids make the fondest wives.

A man who insults the modesty of a woman, as good as tells her that he has seen something in her conduct that warranted his presumption.

The Cause of Women is generally the Cause of Virtue.