Ah! how annoying that the law doesn't allow a woman to change husbands just as one does shirts.

Long is the road from conception to completion.

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

Then worms shall try That long preserved virginity, And your quaint honor turn to dust, And into ashes all my lust. The grave's a fine and private place But none, I think, do there embrace.

I would like to be like my father and all the rest of my ancestors who never married.

Folk whose own behavior is most ridiculous are always to the fore in slandering others.

Everyone has a right to his own course of action.