Sweet Meat Must Have Sour Sauce.

I See Compassion May Become A Justice, Though It Be A Weakness, I Confess, And Nearer A Vice Than A Virtue.

We Are Persons Of Quality, I Assure You, And Women Of Fashion, And Come To See And To Be Seen.

Woman, The More Careful She Is About Her Face, The More Careless About Her House.

He Was Not Of An Age, But For All Time!

The Poet Is The Nearest Borderer Upon The Orator.