Poets, like whores, are only hated by each other.

A beauty masked, like the sun in eclipse, gathers together more gazers than if it shined out.

I have heard people eat most heartily of another man's meat, that is, what they do not pay for.

Money makes up in a measure all other wants in men.

Next to the pleasure of finding a new mistress is that of being rid of an old one.

A mistress should be like a little country retreat near the town, not to dwell in constantly, but only for a night and away.

Go to your business, pleasure, whilst I go to my pleasure, business.