Women are like pictures: of no value in the hands of a fool till he hears men of sense bid high for the purchase.

Tis the greatest misfortune in nature for a woman to want a confidant.

There is no scandal like rags, nor any crime so shameful as poverty.

Grant me some wild expressions, Heavens, or I shall burst.

Aimwell: Then you understand Latin, Mr. Bonniface? Bonniface: Not I, Sir, as the saying is, but he talks it so very fast that I'm sure it must be good.

How a little love and good company improves a woman.

Necessity, the mother of invention.