Nor Hell A Fury, Like A Woman

Delay Not Till Tomorrow To Be Wise; Tomorrow's Sun To Thee May Neve Rise.

Marriage Is Honourable, As You Say; And If So, Wherefore Should Cuckoldom Be A Discredit, Being Deriv'd From So Honourable A Root?

Courtship Is To Marriage, As A Very Witty Prologue To A Very Dull Play.

O Fie, Miss, You Must Not Kiss And Tell.

Women Like Flames Have A Destroying Power; Never To Be Quenched Till They Themselves Devour.