Beauty is an accidental and transient good.
What the unpenetrating world call Humanity, is often no more than a weak mind pitying itself.
The Cause of Women is generally the Cause of Virtue.
It is much easier to find fault with others, than to be faultless ourselves.
The uselessness and expensiveness of modern women multiply bachelors.
What pity that Religion and Love, which heighten our relish for the things of both worlds, should ever run the human heart into enthusiasm, superstition, or uncharitableness!