Uncertainty And Expectation Are The Joys Of

No Mask Like Open Truth To Cover Lies, As To Go Naked Is The Best Disguise.

He That First Cries Out Stop Thief, Is Often He That Has Stolen The Treasure.

She Once Used Me With That Insolence, That In Revenge I Took Her To Pieces; Sifted Her, And Separated Her Failings; I Studied 'em, And Got 'em By Rote. The Catalogue Was So Large, That I Was Not Without Hopes, One Day Or Other To Hate Her Heartily.

Mr Witwould: "pray, Madam, Do You Pin Up Your Hair With All Your Letters? I Find I Must Keep Copies." Mrs Millamant: "only With Those In Verse.... I Never Pin Up My Hair With Prose."

I Know That’s A Secret, For It’s Whispered Everywhere.