A brave world, sir, full of religion, knavery, and change: we shall shortly see better days.
God makes all things good; Man meddles with 'em and they become evil.
Jealousy, the old worm that bites.
Love ceases to be a pleasure, when it ceases to be a secret.
Faith, Sir, we are here today and gone tomorrow.
I think a Play the best divertisement that wise men have: but I do also think them nothing so who do discourse so formallie about the rules of it, as if 'twere the grand affair of humane life.