MEMOIRS OF COUNT GRAMMONT
By Anthony Hamilton, with notes by Sir Walter Scott
All day poring over his books, and wentto bed soonAmbition to pass for a wit, onlyestablished her tiresomeAn affectation of purity of mannersAs all fools are who have good memoriesBetter memory for injuries than forbenefitsBetter to know nothing at all, than toknow too muchBetter to partake with another than tohave nothing at allBusy without consequenceBy a strange perversion of language,styled, all men of honourDespising everything which was notlike themselvesDevote himself to his studies, than tothe duties of matrimonyDuke would see things if he couldEmbellish the truth, in order toenhance the wonderEntreating pardon, and at the same timejustifying her conductEnvy each other those indulgences whichthemselves refuseEvery thing that is necessary ishonourable in politicsFour dozen of patches, at least, andten ringlets of hairGood attendants, but understoodcheating still betterGreat earnestness passed for businessGrew so fat and plump that it was ablessing to see herHardly possible for a woman to haveless wit, or more beautyHe had no sentiments but such as othersinspired him withHe talked eternally, without sayinganythingHe as little feared the Marquis as heloved himHis mistress given him by his priestsfor penanceHow I must hate you, if I did not loveyou to distractionImpenetrable stupidity (passed) forsecrecyImpertinent complimentsLife, in his opinion, was too short toread all sorts of booksLong habit of suffering himself to berobbed by his domesticsMaxim of all jealous husbandsNever felt the pressure of indigenceNot disagreeable, but he had a seriouscontemplative airNot that he wanted capacity, but he wastoo self-sufficientObstinate against all other advicesOffended that his good fortune raisedhim no rivalsOne amour is creditable to a ladyPossessed but little raillery, andstill less patiencePublic is not so easily deceived assome people imaginePublic grows familiar with everythingby habitReasons of state assume greatprivilegesResolved to renounce the church for thesalvation of my soulShe just said what she ought, and nomoreSo weak as to transform your slave intoyour tyrantTerrible piece of furniture for thecountry (educated girl)The shortest follies are the bestThere are men of real merit, orpretenders to itThey can by no means bear theinconstancy of their...BU KİTABI OKUMAK İÇİN ÜYE OLUN VEYA GİRİŞ YAPIN!
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