Thus in this sad, but oh, too pleasing state! my soul can fix upon nothing but thee; thee it contemplates, admires, adores, nay depends on, trusts on you alone.

There is nothing more unbecoming a man of quality than to laugh ... 'tis such a vulgar expression of the passion!

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.

Thus grief still treads upon the heels of pleasure; Married in haste, we may repent at leisure.

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

Nor Hell a Fury, like a Woman scorn'd.

Music has charms to soothe a savage breast, to soften rocks, or bend a knotted oak. I've read that things inanimate have moved, and, as with living souls, have been inform'd, by magic numbers and persuasive sound.