Romances paint at full length people's wooing. But only give a bust of marriages.
Reason is so unreasonable, that few people can say they are in possession of it.
Oh, for a forty-parson power to chant Thy praise, Hypocrisy! Oh, for a hymn Loud as the virtues thou dost loudly vaunt, Not practise!
In solitude, where we are least alone.
It is not for minds like ours to give or to receive flatter; yet the praises of sincerity have ever been permitted to the voice of friendship
Be warm, be pure, be amorous, but be chaste.