Let This Great Maxim Be My Virtue's

It Is 11 Years Since I Have Seen My Figure In A Glass [mirror]. The Last Reflection I Saw There Was So Disagreeable I Resolved To Spare Myself Such Mortification In The Future.

As Marriage Produces Children, So Children Produce Care And Disputes; And Wrangling.

The Screech-owl, With Ill-boding Cry, Portends Strange Things, Old Women Say; Stops Every Fool That Passes By, And Frights The School-boy From His Play.

You Can Be Pleased With Nothing If You Are Not Pleased With Yourself.

Copiousness Of Words, However Ranged, Is Always False Eloquence, Though It Will Ever Impose On Some Sort Of Understandings.