The eye is the casement at which the heart generally looks out. Many a woman who will not show herself at the door, has tipt the sly, the intelligible wink from the window.

Who would not rather be the sufferer than the defrauder?

Great allowances ought to be made for the petulance of persons labouring under ill-health.

Men are less forgiving than women.

Women's eyes are wanderers, and too often bring home guests that are very troublesome to them, and whom, once introduced, they cannot get out of the house.

Men know no medium: They will either, spaniel-like, fawn at your feet, or be ready to leap into your lap.

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!