I am so changeable, being everything by turns and nothing long - such a strange melange of good and evil.

Nothing so difficult as a beginning In poesy, unless perhaps the end.

A man of eighty has outlived probably three new schools of painting, two of architecture and poetry and a hundred in dress.

Sweet is revenge-especially to women.

Yet smelt roast meat, beheld a huge fire shine, And cooks in motion with their clean arms bared.

I should like to know who has been carried off, except poor dear me - I have been more ravished myself than anybody since the Trojan war.

What men call gallantry, and gods adultery, is much more common where the climate's sultry.