Pray, dear madam, another glass; it is Christmas time, it will do you no harm.

Next to eating good dinners, a healthy man with a benevolent turn of mind, must like, I think, to read about them.

'Tis strange what a man may do, and a woman yet think him an angel.

A woman's heart is just like a lithographer's stone; what is once written upon it cannot be rubbed out.

When Fate wills that something should come to pass, she sends forth a million of little circumstances to clear and prepare the way.

Might I give counsel to any man, I would say to him, try to frequent the company of your betters. In books and in life, that is the most wholesome society; learn to admire rightly; the great pleasure of life is that. Note what great men admire.

When a mother, as fond mothers will; vows that she knows every thought in her daughter's heart, I think she pretends to know a great deal too much.