The lot of critics is to be remembered by what they failed to understand.

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

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

Now, in my opinion, a woman has no business with Power-Power admits no equal, and dismisses friendship for flattery. Besides, it keeps the men at a distance, and that is not always what we wish.

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.

Honesty needs no pains to set itself off.