A woman seldom writes her mind but in her postscript. |
There is no Pleasure like that of receiving Praise from the Praiseworthy. |
That man never grows old who keeps a child in his heart. |
The married state, with and without the affection suitable to it, is the completest image of heaven and hell we are capable of receiving in this life. |
A little in drink, but at all times your faithful husband. |
It is an endless and frivolous Pursuit to act by any other Rule than the Care of satisfying our own Minds in what we do. |
Fire and swords are slow engines of destruction, compared to the tongue of a Gossip. |
Nothing can atone for the lack of modesty; without which beauty is ungraceful and wit detestable. |
A Woman is naturally more helpless than the other Sex; and a Man of Honour and Sense should have this in his View in all Manner of Commerce with her. |
I look upon it as a Point of Morality, to be obliged by those who endeavour to oblige me. |
The fool within himself is the object of pity, until he is flattered. |
To be exempt from the Passions with which others are tormented, is the only pleasing Solitude. |
It is to be noted that when any part of this paper appears dull there is a design in it. |
Reading is to the mind what exercising is to the body. |
I cannot think of any character below the flatterer, except he who envies him. |