No retreat. No retreat. They must conquer or die who've no retreat.

Can you support the expense of a husband, hussy, in gaming, drinking and whoring? Have you money enough to carry on the daily quarrels of man and wife about who shall squander most?

The charge is prepared; the lawyers are met; The judges all ranged (a terrible show!) I go, undismay'd. For death is a debt, A debt on demand. So take what I owe.

In love we are all fools alike.

Music might tame and civilize wild beasts, but 'tis evident it never yet could tame and civilize musicians.

In every age and clime we see Two of a trade can never agree.

Sure men were born to lie, and women to believe them!