Women are like pictures: of no value in the hands of a fool till he hears men of sense bid high for the purchase.
I have fed purely upon ale; I have eat my ale, drank my ale, and I always sleep upon ale.
Crimes, like virtues, are their own rewards.
I believe they talked of me, for they laughed consumedly.
False love is only blinder.
When the blind lead the blind, no wonder they both fall into - matrimony.