Money speaks sense in a language all nations understand.
Time lessens all extremes and reduces 'em to mediums and unconcern.
'Twas but a dream, yet by my heart I knew, Which still was panting, part of it was true: Oh how I strove the rest to have believed; Ashamed and angry to be undeceived!
Faith, Sir, we are here today and gone tomorrow.
One hour of right-down love is worth an age of dully living on.
Oh, what a dear ravishing thing is the beginning of an Amour!