Love's a thin Diet, nor will keep out Cold.
Money speaks sense in a language all nations understand.
A brave world, sir, full of religion, knavery, and change: we shall shortly see better days.
Love, like reputation, once fled, never returns more.
Nothing is more capable of troubling our reason, and consuming our health, than secret notions of jealousy in solitude.
Love ceases to be a pleasure, when it ceases to be a secret.