Modesty Is A Quality In A Lover

I'll Make My Old Clothes Know Who's Master. I Shall Straightaway Cashier The Hunting-frock, And Render My Leather Breeches Incapable. My Hair Has Been In Training Some Time.

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.

A Fluent Tongue Is The Only Thing A Mother Don't Like Her Daughter To Resemble Her In.

Had I A Heart For Falsehood Framed, I Ne'er Could Injure You.

Through All The Drama - Whether Damned Or Not - Love Gilds The Scene, And Women Guide The Plot.