O, nothing is more alluring than a levee from a couch in some confusion.

Guilt is ever at a loss, and confusion waits upon it; when innocence and bold truth are always ready for expression.

A wit should no more be sincere, than a woman constant; one argues a decay of parts, as to other of beauty.

Marriage indeed may qualify the fury of his passion, but it very rarely mends a man's manners.

I hope you do not think me prone to any iteration of nuptials.

Music has charms to sooth a savage breast, to soften rocks, or bend a knotted oak.

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