One minute gives invention to destroy; What to rebuild, will a whole age employ.

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

They come together like the Coroner's Inquest, to sit upon the murdered reputations of the week.

I know a lady that loves to talk so incessantly, she won't give an echo fair play; she has that everlasting rotation of tongue that an echo must wait till she dies before it can catch her last words!

Every man plays the fool once in his live, but to marry is playing the fool all one's life long.

Thus in this sad, but oh, too pleasing state! my soul can fix upon nothing but thee; thee it contemplates, admires, adores, nay depends on, trusts on you alone.

I always take blushing either for a sign of guilt, or of ill breeding.