No Woman Can Be A Beauty Without

I Hate All That Don't Love Me, And Slight All That Do.

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

I Have Fed Purely Upon Ale; I Have Eat My Ale, Drank My Ale, And I Always Sleep Upon Ale.

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.

Money Is The Sinews Of Love, As Of War.