Hannibal was a very pretty fellow in those days.
Men are apt to offend ('tis true) where they find most goodness to forgive.
One minute gives invention to destroy; What to rebuild, will a whole age employ.
A wit should no more be sincere, than a woman constant; one argues a decay of parts, as to other of beauty.
It is the business of a comic poet to paint the vices and follies of human kind.
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.