The Conduct Of Our Lives Is The

The Finest Lives In My Opinion Are The Common Model, Without Miracle And Without Extravagance.

A Wellborn Mind That Is Practiced In Dealing With People Makes Itself Thoroughly Agreeable By Itself. Art Is Nothing Else But Thelist And Record Of The Productions Of Such Minds.

Books Are A Languid Pleasure.

I Do Not Correct My First Imaginings By My Second--well, Yes, Perhaps A Word Or So, But Only To Vary, Not To Delete. I Want To Represent The Course Of My Humors And I Want People To See Each Part At Its Birth.

Lucius Arruntius Killed Himself, He Said, To Escape Both The Future And The Past.