As good be out of the world as out of the fashion

Oh, how many torments lie in the small circle of a wedding ring!

Our hours in love have wings; in absence, crutches.

Prithee don’t screw your wit beyond the compass of good manners.

Possession is eleven points in the law.

Words are but empty thanks.

Tea! Thou soft, thou sober, sage, and venerable liquid, thou innocent pretence for bringing the wicked of both sexes together in a morning; thou female tongue-running, smile-smoothing, heart- opening, wink-tipping cordial, to whose …