Say what you will, 'tis better to be left than never to have been loved.

Let us be very strange and well-bred:Let us be as strange as if we had been married a great while;And as well-bred as if we were not married at all.

I find we are growing serious, and then we are in great danger of being dull.

To find a young fellow that is neither a wit in his own eye, nor a fool in the eye of the world, is a very hard task.

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

Thus grief still treads upon the heels of pleasure; Married in haste, we may repent at leisure.

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