Finally read this work of Brilliance.

This is kind of book you read on quiet evenings, with a glass of whiskey or wine, party amused, partly bemused, thoroughly smitten.

"Writing, when properly managed is but a different name for conversation. As no one would venture to talk all, no author, who understands the just boundaries of decorum and good breeding, would presume to think all. The truest respect which you can pay to the reader's understanding, is to leave him something to imagine, in his turn, as well as yourself."