A slighted woman knows no bounds.

We gentlemen, whose chariot's roll only upon the four aces, are apt to have a wheel out of order.

Tho marriage be a lottery in which there are a wondrous many blanks, yet there is one inestimable lot in which the only heaven on earth is written.

Friendship's said to be a plant of tedious growth, its root composed of tender fibers, nice in their taste, cautious in spreading.

Love's like virtue, its own reward.

The want of a thing is perplexing enough, but the possession of it, is intolerable.

You may build castles in the air, and fume, and fret, and grow thin and lean, and pale and ugly, if you please. But I tell you, no man worth having is true to his wife, or can be true to his wife, or ever was, or will be so.