I Was Struck All On A Heap.

I Hate To See Prudence Clinging To The Green Suckers Of Youth; 'tis Like Ivy Round A Sapling, And Spoils The Growth Of The Tree.

O Lord, Sir - When A Heroine Goes Mad She Always Goes Into White Satin.

Women Govern Us; Let Us Render Them Perfect: The More They Are Enlightened, So Much The More Shall We Be. On The Cultivation Of The Mind Of Women Depends The Wisdom Of Men. It Is By Women That Nature Writes On The Hearts Of Men.

There Is Not A Passion So Strongly Rooted In The Human Heart As Envy.

I Had Rather Follow You To Your Grave Than See You Owe Your Life To Any But A Regular-bred Physician.