Our memories are independent of our wills.

Those that vow the most are the least sincere.

If the thought is slow to come, a glass of good wine encourages it; and when it does come, a glass of good wine rewards it.

The heart that is conscious of its own integrity is ever slow to credit another´s treachery.

There never was a scandalous tale without some foundation.

To smile at the jest which plants a thorn in another's breast is to become a principal in the mischief.

O Lord, Sir - when a heroine goes mad she always goes into white satin.