Hannibal was a very pretty fellow in those days.
Delay not till tomorrow to be wise; tomorrow's sun to thee may neve rise.
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.
Courtship is to marriage, as a very witty prologue to a very dull play.
O fie, miss, you must not kiss and tell.
They come together like the Coroner's Inquest, to sit upon the murdered reputations of the week.