I would do what I pleased, and doing what I pleased, I should have my will, and having my will, I should be contented; and when one is contented, there is no more to be desired; and when there is no more to be desired, there is an end of it.
What man can pretend to know the riddle of a woman's mind?
He that will not when he may, When he would, he should have nay.
God who sends the wound sends the medicine.
Facts are the enemy of truth.
For if he like a madman lived; At least he like a wise one died.