Love's but a frailty of the mind, When 'tis not with ambition joined.
A little scorn is alluring.
There is in true Beauty, as in Courage, somewhat which narrow Souls cannot dare to admire.
Musick has Charms to sooth a savage Breast...
No, I'm no enemy to learning; it hurts not me.
She once used me with that insolence, that in revenge I took her to pieces; sifted her, and separated her failings; I studied 'em, and got 'em by rote. The catalogue was so large, that I was not without hopes, one day or other to hate her heartily.