Variety Is The Soul Of Pleasure.

A Brave World, Sir, Full Of Religion, Knavery, And Change: We Shall Shortly See Better Days.

'twas But A Dream, Yet By My Heart I Knew, Which Still Was Panting, Part Of It Was True: Oh How I Strove The Rest To Have Believed; Ashamed And Angry To Be Undeceived!

Affectation Hath Always Had A Greater Share Both In The Action And Discourse Of Men Than Truth And Judgment Have.

Love Ceases To Be A Pleasure, When It Ceases To Be A Secret.

Women In London Are Like The Rich Silks; They Are Out Of Fashion A Great While Before They Wear Out.