Reader Look, Not On His Picture But

One Woman Reads Another's Character Without The Tedious Trouble Of Deciphering

Opinion Is A Light, Vain, Crude, And Imperfect Thing.

Soul Of The Age! The Applause! Delight! The Wonder Of Our Stage!

A Prince Without Letters Is A Pilot Without Eyes. All His Government Is Groping.

Out Of Clothes Out Of Countenance, Out Of Countenance Out Of Wit.