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Custom is the law of fools.
He laughs best who laughs last.
A slighted woman knows no bounds.
Love's like virtue, its own reward.
Love, like virtue, is its own reward.
If women were humbler, men would be honester.
Thinking is to me the greatest fatigue in the world.
As if a woman of education bought things because she wanted 'em.
Custom, madam, is the law of fools, but it shall never govern me.
Good manners and soft words have brought many a difficult thing to pass.
True virtue, wheresoever it moves, still carries an intrinsic worth about it.
Once a woman has given you her heart, you can never get rid of the rest of her.
The want of a thing is perplexing enough, but the possession of it, is intolerable.
Virtue is its own reward. There's a pleasure in doing good which sufficiently pays itself.
Repentance for past crimes is just and easy; but sin-no-more's a task too hard for mortals
We gentlemen, whose chariot's roll only upon the four aces, are apt to have a wheel out of order.
No man is worth having is true to his wife, or can be true to his wife, or ever was, or ever will be so.
When debtors once have borrowed all we have to lend, they are very apt to grow shy of their creditors' company.
Let our weakness be what it will, mankind will still be weaker; and whilst there is a world, 'tis woman that will govern it.
Friendship's said to be a plant of tedious growth, its root composed of tender fibers, nice in their taste, cautious in spreading.
Tho marriage be a lottery in which there are a wondrous many blanks, yet there is one inestimable lot in which the only heaven on earth is written.
We're gaily yet, we're gaily yet, And we're not very fow, but we're gaily yet; Then set ye awhile, and tipple a bit, For we's not very fow, but we're gaily yet.
You may build castles in the air, and fume, and fret, and grow thin and lean, and pale and ugly, if you please. But I tell you, no man worth having is true to his wife, or can be true to his wife, or ever was, or will be so.