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.

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

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

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

If I am asked 'what is good?' my answer is that good is good, and that is the end of the matter.

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.