She 's no chicken; she 's on the wrong side of thirty, if she be a day.
I know Sir John will go, though he was sure it would rain cats and dogs.
An excuse is a lie guarded.
It is in disputes as in armies, where the weaker side sets up false lights, and makes a great noise, to make the enemy believe them more numerous and strong than they really are.
My hunger serves me instead of a clock.
Nature has left every man a capacity of being agreeable, though not of shining in company; and there are a hundred men sufficiently qualified for both who, by a very few faults, that they might correct in half an hour, are not so much as tolerable.