Beasts kill for hunger, men for pay.
'T is woman that seduces all mankind; By her we first were taught the wheedling arts.
Do you think your mother and I should have lived comfortably so long together, if ever we had been married? Baggage!
Fill it up. I take as large draughts of liquor as I did of love. I hate a flincher in either.
In love we are all fools alike.
Woman's mind Oft' shifts her passions, like th'inconstant wind; Sudden she rages, like the troubled main, Now sinks the storm, and all is calm again.