For my own part I think no innocent species of wit or pleasantry should be suppressed: and that a good pun may be admitted among the smaller excellencies of lively conversation.

"My mind was, as it were, strongly impregnated with the Johnsonian aether."

Hell is paved with good intentions.

I find I journalize too tediously. Let me try to abbreviate.

"We cannot tell the precise moment when friendship is formed. As in filling a vessel drop by drop, there is at last a drop which makes it run over. So in a series of kindness there is, at last, one which makes the heart run over."