Say What You Will, 'tis Better To

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

Turn Pimp, Flatterer, Quack, Lawyer, Parson, Be Chaplain To An Atheist, Or Stallion To An Old Woman, Anything But A Poet; For A Poet Is Worse, More Servile, Timorous And Fawning Than Any I Have Named.

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

You Are A Woman: You Must Never Speak What You Think; Your Words Must Contradict Your Thoughts, But Your Actions May Contradict Your Words.

Women Are Like Tricks By Sleight Of Hand, Which, To Admire, We Should Not Understand