Civility Cost Nothing.

I Regard Almost All Quarrels Of Princes On The Same Footing, And I See Nothing That Marks Man's Unreason So Positively As War. Indeed, What Folly To Kill One Another For Interests Often Imaginary, And Always For The Pleasure Of Persons Who Do Not Think Themselves Even Obliged To Those Who Sacrifice Themselves For Them!

I Believe More Follies Are Committed Out Of Complaisance To The World, Than In Following Our Own Inclinations.

See How That Pair Of Billing Doves With Open Murmurs Own Their Loves And, Heedless Of Censorious Eyes, Pursue Their Unpolluted Joys: No Fears Of Future Want Molest The Downy Quiet Of Their Nest.

We Are No More Free Agents Than The Queen Of Clubs When She Victoriously Takes Prisoner The Knave Of Hearts.

The Pretty Fellows You Speak Of, I Own Entertain Me Sometimes, But Is It Impossible To Be Diverted With What One Despises? I Can Laugh At A Puppet Show, At The Same Time I Know There Is Nothing In It Worth My Attention Or Regard.