Though all doctors may not be of the same mind, there is one doctor at least, whom I have lately discovered, my professed admirer.

He too, like Johnson, was with difficulty persuaded to read, having an aversion to all poetry, except the _Night Thoughts_; which, on a certain occasion, when being confined on board a ship he had no other employment, he got by heart.

He was, however, prevailed upon, and read me several times over; so that if my volume had sailed with him, instead of Dr.Young's, I might perhaps have occupied that shelf in his memory which he then allotted to the Doctor; his name is Renny, and he lives at Newport Pagnel.
"It is a sort of paradox, but it is true: we are never more in danger than when we think ourselves most secure, nor in reality more secure than when we seem to be most in danger.

Both sides of this apparent contradiction were lately verified in my experience.

Passing from the greenhouse to the barn, I saw three kittens (for we have so many in our retinue) looking with fixed attention at something, which lay on the threshold of a door, coiled up.