As marriage produces children, so children produce care and disputes; and wrangling.

One can never outlive one's vanity.

Tis the established custom [in Vienna] for every lady to have two husbands, one that bears the name, and another that performs the duties.

Forgive what you can't excuse.

It is 11 years since I have seen my figure in a glass [mirror]. The last reflection I saw there was so disagreeable I resolved to spare myself such mortification in the future.

Strictly speaking, there is but one real evil: I mean acute pain. All other complaints are so considerably diminished by time that it is plain the grief is owing to our passion, since the sensation of it vanishes when that is over.

Life is too short for a long story