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The Confessions of J. J. Rousseau; with the Reveries of the Solitary Walker ...
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Page 39 - ... and this, of all constraints, is the most troublesome, and the most dangerous. I dare go even farther, and maintain, that, to render a circle truly -*.--.-«* . -•*.. *« agreeable, every one must be not only doing something, but something which requires a little attention.
Page 137 - To read while eating was always my fancy, " in default of a tete-a-tete. Tis the supplement " to society I want. I alternately devour a page " and a piece: 'tis as if my book dined with me.
Page 254 - I imagine that, by not thinking of them, they will not think of me. I find...
Page 259 - It caufes rne to forget the perfections of men, their malice, their difdain, their wrongs, and all the ills with which they have repaid my tender and fincere attachment to them.
Page 219 - ... the line of life. They are too rare and too rapid to constitute a state; and the happiness...
Page 74 - Mamma and was happy; I quitted her and was happy ; I ran over the woods, the hills...
Page 39 - Nothing contracts the mind, nothing engenders trifles, tales, backbitings, flander, and falfities, fo much as being fttut up in a room oppofite each other, reduced to no other occupation than the neceffity of continually chattering.
Page 195 - Falfe fpeaking is lying only in the intention of deceiving, and the intention of deceiving, far from being always joined to that of hurting, has fometimes a quite contrary end.