To have joy, one must share it.

You gave me the key to your heart, my love, then why did you make me knock?

A woman who gives any advantage to a man may expect a lover - but will sooner or later find a tyrant.

Near this spot are deposited the remains of one who possessed beauty without vanity, strength without insolence, courage without ferocity, and all the virtues of man, without his vices. This praise, which would be unmeaning flattery if inscribed over human ashes, is but a just tribute to the memory of Botswain, a dog.

The poor dog, in life the firmest friend. The first to welcome, foremost to defend.

I cannot describe to you the despairing sensation of trying to do something for a man who seems incapable or unwilling to do anything further for himself.

Next to dressing for a rout or ball, undressing is a woe.