You Shall See Them On A Beautiful

When Of A Gossiping Circle It Was Asked, "what Are They Doing?" The Answer Was, "swapping Lies.

There Is Not A Passion So Strongly Rooted In The Human Heart As Envy.

I Ne'er Could Any Luster See In Eyes That Would Not Look On Me.

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

There's No Possibility Of Being Witty Without A Little Ill-nature - The Malice Of A Good Thing Is The Barb That Makes It Stick.