Thou Art A Retailer Of Phrases, And

If There's Delight In Love, 'tis When I See That Heart, Which Others Bleed For, Bleed For Me.

I Came Up Stairs Into The World, For I Was Born In A Cellar.

There Is In True Beauty, As In Courage, Somewhat Which Narrow Souls Cannot Dare To Admire.

If Happiness In Self-content Is Placed, The Wise Are Wretched, And Fools Only Blessed.

Marriage Indeed May Qualify The Fury Of His Passion, But It Very Rarely Mends A Man's Manners.