Separate from the pleasure of your company, I don't much care if I never see a mountain in my life.

Please to blot out gentle hearted, and substitute drunken dog, ragged head, seld-shaven, odd-ey'd, stuttering, or any other epithet which truly and properly be…

The man must have a rare recipe for melancholy, who can be dull in Fleet Street.

For God's sake (I never was more serious), don't make me ridiculous any more by terming me gentle-hearted in print.