We must beat the iron while it is hot, but we may polish it at leisure.
Great souls forgive not injuries till time has put their enemies within their power, that they may show forgiveness is their own.
All heiresses are beautiful.
Imitators are but a servile kind of cattle.
Pleasure never comes sincere to man; but lent by heaven upon hard usury.
The propriety of thoughts and words, which are the hidden beauties of a play, are but confusedly judged in the vehemence of action.