No Craving Void Left Aching

Men Would Be Angels, Angels Would Be Gods.

Fine Sense And Exalted Sense Are Not Half So Useful As Common Sense.

Ten Censure Wrong For One Who Writes Amiss.

She Who Ne'er Answers Till A Husband Cools, Or, If She Rules Him, Never Shows She Rules; Charms By Accepting, By Submitting, Sways, Yet Has Her Humor Most, When She Obeys.

You Beat Your Pate, And Fancy Wit Will Come: Knock As You Please, There's No Body At Home.