Let this great maxim be my virtue's guide,- In part she is to blame that has been tried: He comes too near that comes to be denied.

And we meet, with champagne and a chicken, at last.

Be plain in dress, and sober in your diet; In short, my deary, kiss me, and be quiet.

Satire should, like a polished razor keen, Wound with a touch that's scarcely felt or seen.

I observed, 'Love is the fulfilling of the law, the end of the commandment.' It is not only 'the first and great' command, but all the commandments in one. 'Wh…

To call war the soil of courage and virtue is like calling debauchery the soil of love.

Pygmies are pygmies still, though percht on Alps; And pyramids are pyramids in vales. Each man makes his own stature, builds himself. Virtue alone outbuilds th…