All well bred persons lie - Besides, you are a woman; you must never speak what you think.

Love's but a frailty of the mind, When 'tis not with ambition joined.

There are come Critics so with Spleen diseased, They scarcely come inclining to be pleased: And sure he must have more than mortal Skill, Who please one against his Will.

It is the business of a comic poet to paint the vices and follies of human kind.

But say what you will, 'tis better to be left than never to have been loved. To pass our youth in dull indifference, to refuse the sweets of life because they once must leave us, is as preposterous as to wish to have been born old, because we one day must be old.

He that first cries out stop thief, is often he that has stolen the treasure.

Fear comes from uncertainty. When we are absolutely certain, whether of our worth or worthlessness, we are almost impervious to fear.