Love Is Perhaps No More Than Gratitude

Man Is No Match For Woman Where Mischief Reigns.

I Do Not Regard A Broker As A Member Of The Human Race.

Old Maids, Having Never Bent Their Temper Or Their Lives To Other Lives And Other Tempers, As Woman's Destiny Requires, Have For The Most Part A Mania For Making Everything About Them Bend To Them.

A Husband Can Commit No Greater Blunder Than To Discuss His Wife, If She Is Virtuous, With His Mistress; Unless It Be To Mention His Mistress, If She Is Beautiful, To His Wife.

Evasion Is Unworthy Of Us, And Is Always The Intimate Of Equivocation.