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.

Marriage is honourable, as you say; and if so, wherefore should Cuckoldom be a Discredit, being deriv'd from so honourable a Root?

Nothing but you can lay hold of my mind, and that can lay hold of nothing but you.

Come, come, leave business to idlers, and wisdom to fools: they have need of 'em: wit be my faculty, and pleasure my occupation, and let father Time shake his glass.

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

Some by experience find those words mis-placed: At leisure married, they repent in haste.

A hungry wolf at all the herd will run, In hopes, through many, to make sure of one.