A brave man thinks no one his superior who does him an injury, for he has it then in his power to make himself superior to the other by forgiving it.

Talk what you will of taste, my friend, you'll find two of a face as soon as of a mind.

Whoever thinks a faultless piece to see, Thinks what ne'er was, nor is, nor e'er shall be.

Men, some to business, some to pleasure take; But every woman is at heart a rake.

Fools rush in where angels fear to tread.

Beauties in vain their pretty eyes may roll; charms strike the sight, but merit wins the soul.

For what I have publish'd, I can only hope to be pardon'd; but for what I have burned, I deserve to be prais'd.