I Am Forced, As I Have Often

The Eye Is The Casement At Which The Heart Generally Looks Out. Many A Woman Who Will Not Show Herself At The Door, Has Tipt The Sly, The Intelligible Wink From The Window.

The World, The Wise World, That Never Is Wrong Itself, Judges Always By Events. And If He Should Use Me Ill, Then I Shall Be Blamed For Trusting Him: If Well, O Then I Did Right, To Be Sure!--but How Would My Censurers Act In My Case, Before The Event Justifies Or Condemns The Action, Is The Question.

Where Words Are Restrained, The Eyes Often Talk A Great Deal.

Friendly Satire May Be Compared To A Fine Lancet, Which Gently Breathes A Vein For Health's Sake.

There Is A Pride, A Self-love, In Human Minds That Will Seldom Be Kept So Low As To Make Men And Women Humbler Than They Ought To Be.