All Well Bred Persons Lie - Besides,

There Is Nothing More Unbecoming A Man Of Quality Than To Laugh ... 'tis Such A Vulgar Expression Of The Passion!

Come, Come, Leave Business To Idlers, And Wisdom To Fools: They Have Need Of 'em: Wit Be My Faculty, And Pleasure My Occupation, And Let Father Time Shake His Glass.

Nothing But You Can Lay Hold Of My Mind, And That Can Lay Hold Of Nothing But You.

A Wit Should No More Be Sincere, Than A Woman Constant; One Argues A Decay Of Parts, As To Other Of Beauty.

Men Are Apt To Offend ('tis True) Where They Find Most Goodness To Forgive.