Necessity, mother of invention.
Poets, like friends to whom you are in debt, you hate.
A good name is seldom got by giving it oneself.
Have as much good nature as good sense since they generally are companions.
Your women of honor, as you call 'em , are only chary of their reputations, not their persons, and 'tis scandal they would avoid, not men.
Wit has as few true judges as painting.