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

Let us be very strange and well-bred:Let us be as strange as if we had been married a great while;And as well-bred as if we were not married at all.

O, she is the antidote to desire.

But say what you will, 'tis better to be left than never to have been loved. To pass our youth in dull indifference, to refuse the sweets of life because they once must leave us, is as preposterous as to wish to have been born old, because we one day must be old.

Love's but a frailty of the mind, When 'tis not with ambition joined.

I know that’s a secret, for it’s whispered everywhere.

He that first cries out stop thief, is often he that has stolen the treasure.