Women are so much in love with compliments that rather than want them, they will compliment one another, yet mean no more by it than the men do.

Women are sometimes drawn in to believe against probability by the unwillingness they have to doubt their own merit.

O! what a Godlike Power is that of doing Good! I envy the Rich and the Great for nothing else!

The World, thinking itself affronted by superior merit, takes delight to bring it down to its own level.

Marriage is the highest state of friendship. If happy, it lessens our cares by dividing them, at the same time that it doubles our pleasures by mutual participation.

To what a bad choice is many a worthy woman betrayed, by that false and inconsiderate notion, That a reformed rake makes the best husband!

All our pursuits, from childhood to manhood, are only trifles of different sorts and sizes, proportioned to our years and views.