Oh, treacherous night thou lendest thy ready veil to every treason, and teeming mischief's beneath thy shade.
Reason gains all people by compelling none.
She who means no mischief does it all.
Man is the circled oak; woman the ivy.
Order, thou eye of action.
The man with but one idea in his head is sure to exaggerate that to top-heaviness, and thus he loses his equilibrium.