A glass of good wine is a gracious creature, and reconciles poor mortality to itself and that is what few things can do.

He that climbs the tall tree has won right to the fruit, He that leaps the wide gulf should prevail in his suit.

I am she, O most bucolical juvenal, under whose charge are placed the milky mothers of the herd.

It is the privilege of tale-tellers to open their story in an inn, the free rendezvous of all travellers, and where the humour of each displays itself, without ceremony or restraint.

What I have to say is far more important than how long my eyelashes are.

Marry in haste, repent at leisure.

Fair play is a jewel.