Verse Satire Indeed Is Entirely Our Own.

The Perfection Of Art Is To Conceal Art.

Where Evil Habits Are Once Settled, They Are More Easily Broken Than Mended.

She Abounds With Lucious Faults.

The Gifts Of Nature Are Infinite In Their Variety, And Mind Differs From Mind Almost As Much As Body From Body.

As Regards Parents, I Should Like To See Them As Highly Educated As Possible, And I Do Not Restrict This Remark To Fathers Alone.