The Ultimate End Of Your Education Was

To Be Reasonable One Should Never Complain But When One Hopes Redress.

In Short I Will Part With Anything For You But You.

I Hate The Noise And Hurry Inseparable From Great Estates And Titles, And Look Upon Both As Blessings That Ought Only To Be Given To Fools, For 'tis Only To Them That They Are Blessings.

But The Fruit That Can Fall Without Shaking Indeed Is Too Mellow For Me.

Strictly Speaking, There Is But One Real Evil: I Mean Acute Pain. All Other Complaints Are So Considerably Diminished By Time That It Is Plain The Grief Is Owing To Our Passion, Since The Sensation Of It Vanishes When That Is Over.