I Am A Fool, I Know It;

Who Pleases One Against His Will.

They Come Together Like The Coroner's Inquest, To Sit Upon The Murdered Reputations Of The Week.

There Is Nothing More Unbecoming A Man Of Quality Than To Laugh ... 'tis Such A Vulgar Expression Of The Passion!

Words Are The Weak Support Of Cold Indifference; Love Has No Language To Be Heard.

There Are Times When Sense May Be Unseasonable, As Well As Truth.