Lone Women, Like To Empty Houses, Perish.

Honour Is Purchas'd By The Deeds We Do.

All Live To Die, And Rise To Fall.

Religion! O Diabole! Fie, I Am Asham'd, However That I Seem, To Think A Word Of Such Simple Sound, Of Such Great Matter Should Be Made The Ground.

All Women Are Ambitious Naturallie

Goodness Is Beauty In The Best Estate.