The Shortest Pleasures Are The Sweetest.

Vivutur Ingenio, That Damn'd Motto There Seduced Me First To Me A Wicked Player.

Money Is The Sinews Of Love, As Of War.

Our Sex Still Strikes An Awe Upon The Brave, And Only Cowards Dare Affront A Woman.

Courage, The Highest Gift, That Scorns To Bend To Mean Devices For A Sordid End. Courage--an Independent Spark From Heaven's Bright Throne, By Which The Soul Stands Raised, Triumphant High, Alone. Great In Itself, Not Praises Of The Crowd, Above All Vice, It Stoops Not To Be Proud. Courage, The Mighty Attribute Of Powers Above, By Which Those Great In War, Are Great In Love. The Spring Of All Brave Acts Is Seated Here, As Falsehoods Draw Their Sordid Birth From Fear.

Aimwell: Then You Understand Latin, Mr. Bonniface? Bonniface: Not I, Sir, As The Saying Is, But He Talks It So Very Fast That I'm Sure It Must Be Good.