That Cruelty Which Children Are Permitted To

An Acquaintance With The Muses, In The Education Of Youth, Contributes Not A Little To Soften Manners. It Gives A Delicate Turn To The Imagination And A Polish To The Mind.

A Man Who Insults The Modesty Of A Woman, As Good As Tells Her That He Has Seen Something In Her Conduct That Warranted His Presumption.

The Seeds Of Death Are Sown In Us When We Begin To Live, And Grow Up Till, Like Rampant Weeds, They Choak The Tender Flower Of Life.

Old Men, Imagining Themselves Under Obligation To Young Paramours, Seldom Keep Any Thing From Their Knowledge.

There Cannot Be Any Great Happiness In The Married Life Except Each In Turn Give Up His Or Her Own Humors And Lesser Inclinations.