The book of female logic is blotted all over with tears, and Justice in their courts is forever in a passion.

We love being in love, that's the truth on't.

Frequent the company of your betters.

Oh, those women! They nurse and cuddle their presentiments, and make darlings of their ugliest thoughts.

To forego even ambition when the end is gained - who can say this is not greatness?

Since the days of Adam, there has been hardly a mischief done in this world but a woman has been at the bottom of it.

Always to be right, always to trample forward, and never to doubt, are not these the great qualities with which dullness takes the lead in the world?