That perfect tranquillity of life, which is nowhere to be found but in retreat, a faithful friend and a good library.
All I ask, is the privilege for my masculine part the poet in me.... If I must not, because of my sex, have this freedom... I lay down my quill and you shall hear no more of me.
Each moment of a happy lover's hour is worth an age of dull and common life.
Variety is the soul of pleasure.
A poet is a painter in his way, he draws to the life, but in another kind; we draw the nobler part, the soul and the mind; the pictures of the pen shall outlast those of the pencil, and even worlds themselves.
Fantastic fortune thou deceitful light, That cheats the weary traveler by night, Though on a precipice each step you tread, I am resolved to follow where you lead.
I think a Play the best divertisement that wise men have: but I do also think them nothing so who do discourse so formallie about the rules of it, as if 'twere the grand affair of humane life.
Faith, Sir, we are here today and gone tomorrow.
time lessens all extremes and reduces 'em to mediums and unconcern ...
Of all that writ, he was the wisest bard, who spoke this mighty truth- He that knew all that ever learning writ, Knew only this-that he knew nothing yet.
There is no sinner like a young saint.
A brave world, sir, full of religion, knavery, and change: we shall shortly see better days.
Love ceases to be a pleasure, when it ceases to be a secret.
Where there is no novelty, there can be no curiosity.
God makes all things good; Man meddles with 'em and they become evil.
Here lies a Proof that Wit can never be Defence enough against Mortality
Patience is a flatterer, sir, and an ass, sir.
Oh, what a dear ravishing thing is the beginning of an Amour!
Who is't that to woman's beauty would submit,
And yet refuse the fetters of their wit?
Nothing is more capable of troubling our reason, and consuming our health, than secret notions of jealousy in solitude.
Money speaks sense in a language all nations understand.
Come away; poverty's catching.
Dear me no Dears, Sir ...
Love's a thin Diet, nor will keep out Cold.
... he that will live in this World, must be endu'd with the three rare Qualities of Dissimulation, Equivocation, and mental Reservation.
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