When I'm Not Thanked At All, I'm

When Widows Exclaim Loudly Against Second Marriages, I Would Always Lay A Wager Than The Man, If Not The Wedding Day, Is Absolutely Fixed On.

I Am Content; That Is A Blessing Greater Than Riches; And He To Whom That Is Given Need Ask No More.

A Man May Go To Heaven With Half The Pains It Cost Him To Purchase Hell.

The Same Animal Which Hath The Honour To Have Some Part Of His Flesh Eaten At The Table Of A Duke, May Perhaps Be Degraded In Another Part,and Some Of His Limbs Gibbeted, As It Were, In The Vilest Stall In Town.

Great Vices Are The Proper Objects Of Our Detestation, Smaller Faults Of Our Pity, But Affectation Appears To Be The Only True Source Of The Ridiculous.