No reason makes it right To shun accepted ways from stubborn spite; And we may better join the foolish crowd Than cling to wisdom, lonely though unbowed.

I will maintain it before the whole world.

My fair one, let us swear an eternal friendship.

He makes his cook his merit, and the world visits his dinners and not him.

The defects of human nature afford us opportunities of exercising our philosophy, the best employment of our virtues. If all men were righteous, all hearts true and frank and loyal, what use would our virtues be?

Cover that bosom that I must not see: souls are wounded by such things.

Perfect good sense shuns all extremity, content to couple wisdom with sobriety.