Cultivate Simplicity, Coleridge.

If There Be A Regal Solitude, It Is A Sick-bed. How The Patient Lords It There!

Separate From The Pleasure Of Your Company, I Don't Much Care If I Never See Another Mountain In My Life.

Presents, I Often Say, Endear Absents.

English Physicians Kill You, The French Let You Die.

Don't Introduce Me To That Man! I Want To Go On Hating Him, And I Can't Hate A Man Whom I Know.