An Aspersion Upon My Parts Of Speech!

Though I Never Scruple A Lie To Serve My Master, It Hurts One's Conscience To Be Found Out!

Easy Writing's Curst Hard Reading.

A Tale Of Scandal Is As Fatal To The Credit Of A Prudent Lady As A Fever Is Generally To Those Of The Strongest Constitutions. But There Is A Sort Of Puny, Sickly Reputation, That Is Always Ailing, Yet Will Wither The Robuster Characters Of A Hundred Prudes.

Do Thou Snatch Treasures From My Lips, And I'll Take Kingdoms Back From Thine.

O Lord, Sir - When A Heroine Goes Mad She Always Goes Into White Satin.