Love's but a frailty of the mind, When 'tis not with ambition joined.

Though marriage makes man and wife one flesh, it leaves 'em still two fools.

Who pleases one against his will.

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

Women like flames have a destroying power; never to be quenched till they themselves devour.

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

To converse with Scandal is to play at Losing Loadum, you must lose a good name to him, before you can win it for yourself.