Blessings ever wait on virtuous deeds, and though a late, a sure reward succeeds.
You are a woman: you must never speak what you think; your words must contradict your thoughts, but your actions may contradict your words.
Women are like tricks by sleight of hand, Which, to admire, we should not understand
Say what you will, 'tis better to be left than never to have been loved.
I nauseate walking; 'tis a country diversion, I loathe the country.
They are at the end of the gallery; retired to their tea and scandal, according to their ancient custom.