A Brave World, Sir, Full Of Religion,

As Love Is The Most Noble And Divine Passion Of The Soul, So Is It That To Which We May Justly Attribute All The Real Satisfactions Of Life, And Without It, Man Is Unfinished, And Unhappy.

Nothing Is More Capable Of Troubling Our Reason, And Consuming Our Health, Than Secret Notions Of Jealousy In Solitude.

Variety Is The Soul Of Pleasure.

Sure, I Rose The Wrong Way Today, I Have Had Such Damn'd Ill Luck Every Way.

Women In London Are Like The Rich Silks; They Are Out Of Fashion A Great While Before They Wear Out.