How Could I Make A Little Book,

I Feel Fully Decided That We Should All Go To Europe Together And To Work As If An Established Partnership For Life Consisting Of Husband Wife And Children.

But The Moment A Bird Was Dead, No Matter How Beautiful It Had Been In Life, The Pleasure Of Possession Became Blunted For Me.

. . .nature Indifferently Copied Is Far Superior To The Best Idealities.

The Mercantile Business Did Not Suit Me

Poor France, Thy Fine Climate, Rich Vineyards, And The Wishes Of The Learned Avail Nothing; Thou Art A Destitute Beggar, And Not The Powerful Friend Thou Wert Represented To Me.