O Lord, Sir - when a heroine goes mad she always goes into white satin.
The throne we honour is the people's choice.
Modesty is a quality in a lover more praised by the women than liked.
There's only one truth about war: people die.
In all cases of slander currency, whenever the forger of the lie is not to be found, the injured parties should have a right to come on any of the indorsers.
When delicate and feeling souls are separated, there is not a feature in the sky, not a movement of the elements, not an aspiration of the breeze, but hints some cause for a lover's apprehension.