Courtship is to marriage, as a very witty prologue to a very dull play.
One minute gives invention to destroy; What to rebuild, will a whole age employ.
There is in true Beauty, as in Courage, somewhat which narrow Souls cannot dare to admire.
No mask like open truth to cover lies, As to go naked is the best disguise.
Women like flames have a destroying power; never to be quenched till they themselves devour.
In my conscience I believe the baggage loves me, for she never speaks well of me herself, nor suffers any body else to rail at me.