Prudery is ignorance.
We seldom speak of the virtue which we have, but much oftener of that which we lack.
I chose my wife, as she did her wedding gown, for qualities that would wear well.
And e'en while fashion's brightest arts decoy, The heart distrusting asks if this be joy.
Error is always talkative.
If you were to make little fishes talk, they would talk like whales.