In Every Age And Clime We See

To Friendship Every Burden's Light.

The Fly That Sips Treacle Is Lost In The Sweets.

A Rich Rogue Nowadays Is Fit Company For Any Gentleman; And The World, My Dear, Hath Not Such A Contempt For Roguery As You Imagine.

Sure Men Were Born To Lie, And Women To Believe Them!

There Is No Dependence That Can Be Sure But A Dependence Upon One's Self.