Scarcely one person in a thousand is capable of tasting the happiness >>
Where the law ends tyranny begins. >>
Love and scandal are the best sweeteners of tea. >>
An orange on the table, your dress on the rug, and you in my bed, swee >>
You are my lover and I am your mistress and kingdoms and empires and g >>
Age cannot wither her, nor custom stale her infinite variety. Other wo >>
A lover, when he is admitted to cards, ought to be solemnly silent, and observe the motions of his mistress. He must laugh when she laughs, sigh when she sighs. In short, he should be the shadow of her mind. A lady, in the presence of her lover, should never want a looking-glass; as a beau, in the presence of his looking-glass, never wants a mistress.