We shall find no fiend in hell can match the fury of a disappointed woman,scorned, slighted, dismissed without a parting pang.
Old houses mended, Cost little less than new before they re ended.
Possession is eleven points in the law.
Our hours in love have wings in absence, crutches.
One had as good be out of the world, as out of the fashion
It takes time for the absent to assume their true shape in our thoughts. After death they take on a firmer outline and then cease to change.
Tea! thou soft, sober, sage and venerable liquid;- thou female tongue-running, smile-smoothing, heart-opening, wink-tippling cordial, to whose glorious insipidity I owe the happiest moment of my life, let me fall prostrate
Old houses mended, cost little less than new before they're ended
Oh! how many torments lie in the small circle of a wedding ring.
Stolen sweets are best
and those they lose.
Conscience avaunt, Richard's himself again.
Perish the thought!
Dumb's a sly dog.
The happy have whole days,and those they choose.The unhappy have but hours,and those they lose.