Courtship is to marriage, as a very witty prologue to a very dull play.

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

Blessings ever wait on virtuous deeds, and though a late, a sure reward succeeds.

O ay, letters - I had letters - I am persecuted with letters - I hate letters - nobody knows how to write letters; and yet one has 'em, one does not know why - they serve one to pin up one's hair.

Guilt is ever at a loss, and confusion waits upon it; when innocence and bold truth are always ready for expression.

He who closes his ears to the views of others shows little confidence in the integrity of his own views.

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