Among all the diseases of the mind there is not one more epidemical or more pernicious than the love of flattery.

Modesty never rages, never murmurs, never pouts; when it is ill-treated, it pines, it beseeches, it languishes.

A Daughter: The companion, the friend, and the confidant of her mother, and the object of a pleasure something like the love between the angels to her father.

No woman is capable of being beautiful who is not incapable of being false.

It is an endless and frivolous Pursuit to act by any other Rule than the Care of satisfying our own Minds in what we do

A fool is in himself the object of pity, until he is flattered.

A Woman is naturally more helpless than the other Sex; and a Man of Honour and Sense should have this in his View in all Manner of Commerce with her.