We are persons of quality, I assure you, and women of fashion, and come to see and to be seen.
Many might go to heaven with half the labour they go to hell, if they would venture their industry the right way.
Memory, of all the powers of the mind, is the most delicate and frail.
Force works on servile natures, not the free.
True melancholy breeds your perfect fine wit.
Who will not judge him worthy to be robbed That sets his doors wide open to a thief, And shows the felon where his treasure lies?