There is in true Beauty, as in Courage, somewhat which narrow Souls cannot dare to admire.

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.

'Tis well enough for a servant to be bred at an University. But the education is a little too pedantic for a gentleman.

Honor is a public enemy, and conscience a domestic, and he that would secure his pleasure, must pay a tribute to one and go halves with t'other.

I came up stairs into the world, for I was born in a cellar.

Women are like tricks by sleight of hand, Which, to admire, we should not understand

There are come Critics so with Spleen diseased, They scarcely come inclining to be pleased: And sure he must have more than mortal Skill, Who please one against his Will.