Faith goes out through the window when beauty comes in at the door.

Beauty has wings, and too hastily flies, and love, unrewarded, soon sickens and dies.

I am free in performing an action if I could have done otherwise if I had chosen to.

All moral laws are merely statements that certain kinds of actions will have good effects.

I'll tell thee what it says; it calls me villain, a treacherous husband, a cruel father, a false brother; one lost to nature and her charities; or to say all in one short word, it calls me - Gamester.

But from the hoop's bewitching round, Her very shoe has power to wound.

Can't I another's face commend, Or to her virtues be a friend, But instantly your forehead louers, As if her merit lessen'd yours?