For the night Shows stars and women in a better light.
Friendship may, and often does, grow into love, but love never subsides into friendship.
I am as comfortless as a pilgrim with peas in his shoes - and as cold as Charity, Chastity or any other Virtue.
Tyranny is for the worst of treasons.
Tis strange,-but true; for truth is always strange; Stranger than fiction: if it could be told, How much would novels gain by the exchange! How differently the world would men behold!
The Niobe of nations! there she stands.