All I ask, is the privilege for my masculine part the poet in me.... If I must not, because of my sex, have this freedom... I lay down my quill and you shall hear no more of me.
Money speaks sense in a language all nations understand.
One hour of right-down love is worth an age of dully living on.
A brave world, sir, full of religion, knavery, and change: we shall shortly see better days.
I value fame as much as if I had been born a Hero.
Tis Love alone can make our Fetters please.