'Tis now the summer of your youth: time has not cropped the roses from your cheek, though sorrow long has washed them.

Honesty needs no pains to set itself off.

Ay, rail at gaming - 'tis a rich topic, and affords noble declamation. Go, preach against it in the city - you'll find a congregation in every tavern.

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.

Other men it is said have seen angels, but I have seen thee and thou art enough.

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