Here, my dear Lucy, hide these books. Quick, quick! Fling "Peregrine Pickle" under the toilette -throw "Roderick Random" into the closet -put "The Innocent Adultery" into "The Whole Duty of Man"; thrust "Lord Aimworth" under the sofa! cram "Ovid" behind the bolster; there -put "The Man of Feeling" into your pocket. Now for them.

If it is abuse, - why one is always sure to hear of it from one damned goodnatured friend or another!

Our memories are independent of our wills.

A practitioner in panegyric, or, to speak more plainly, a professor of the art of puffing.

Do thou snatch treasures from my lips, and I'll take kingdoms back from thine.

She's as headstrong as an allegory on the banks of the Nile.

An apothecary should never be out of spirits.