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There Is Nothing So Absurd Or Ridiculous That Has Not At Some Time Been Said By Some Philosopher. Fontenelle Says He Would Undertake To Persuade The Whole Public Of Readers To Believe That The Sun Was Neither The Cause Of Light Or Heat, If He Could Only Get Six Philosophers On His Side.

She Who Makes Her Husband And Her Children Happy, Who Reclaims The One From Vice, And Trains Up The Other To Virtue, Is A Much Greater Character Than The Ladies Described In Romance, Whose Whole Occupation Is To Murder Mankind With Shafts From Their Quiver Or Their Eyes.

Alike All Ages. Dames Of Ancient Days Have Led Their Children Through The Mirthful Maze, And The Gay Grandsire, Skill'd In Gestic Lore, Has Frisk'd Beneath The Burden Of Threescore.

We May Affirm Of Mr. Buffon, That Which Has Been Said Of The Chemists Of Old; Though He May Have Failed In Attaining His Principal Aim, Of Establishing A Theory, Yet He Has Brought Together Such A Multitude Of Facts Relative To The History Of The Earth, And The Nature Of Its Fossil Productions, That Curiosity Finds Ample Compensation, Even While It Feels The Want Of Conviction.

The More Various Our Artificial Necessities, The Wider Is Our Circle Of Pleasure; For All Pleasure Consists In Obviating Necessities As They Rise; Luxury, Therefore, As It Increases Our Wants, Increases Our Capacity For Happiness