I am a fool, I know it; and yet, Heaven help me, I'm poor enough to be a wit.

Would any thing but a madman complain of uncertainty? Uncertainty and expectation are joys of life; security is an insipid thing; and the overtaking and possessing of a wish discovers the folly of the chase.

In my conscience I believe the baggage loves me, for she never speaks well of me herself, nor suffers any body else to rail at me.

A hungry wolf at all the herd will run, In hopes, through many, to make sure of one.

Whoever is king, is also the father of his country.

These articles subscribed, if I continue to endure you a little longer, I may by degrees dwindle into wife.

Some by experience find those words mis-placed: At leisure married, they repent in haste.