God makes all things good; Man meddles with 'em and they become evil.
You may make love in dancing as well as sitting.
Patience is a flatterer, sir, and an ass, sir.
Variety is the soul of pleasure.
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.
Come away; poverty's catching.