Heaven has no rage like love to hatred turned, Nor hell a fury like a woman scorned.
Heav'n has no rage, like love to hatred turn'd, Nor Hell a fury, like a woman scorn'd.
Fear comes from uncertainty. When we are absolutely certain, whether of our worth or worthlessness, we are almost impervious to fear.
Heaven has no rage like love to hatred turned.
In my conscience I believe the baggage loves me, for she never speaks well of me herself, nor suffers anybody else to rail at me.
Thus grief still treads upon the heels of pleasure, Marry'd in hast, we may repent at leisure.
Music hath charms to soothe a savage breast, to soften rocks, or bend a knotted oak.
Music hath charms to soothe the savage breast.
You'll grow devilish fat upon this paper-diet!
A little disdain is not amiss; a little scorn is alluring.
In my conscience I believe the baggage loves me, for she never speaks well of me herself, nor suffers any body else to rail at me.
If there's delight in love, 'Tis when I see that heart, which others bleed for, bleed for me.
'Tis well enough for a servant to be bred at an University. But the education is a little too pedantic for a gentleman.
Music has charms to sooth a savage breast, to soften rocks, or bend a knotted oak.
He who closes his ears to the views of others shows little confidence in the integrity of his own views.
You are a woman: you must never speak what you think; your words must contradict your thoughts, but your actions may contradict your words.
Courtship is to marriage, as a very witty prologue to a very dull play.
She likes herself, yet others hates, For that which in herself she prizes; And while she laughs at them, forgets She is the thing that she despises.
Wit must be foiled by wit: cut a diamond with a diamond.
Come, come, leave business to idlers, and wisdom to fools: they have need of 'em: wit be my faculty, and pleasure my occupation, and let father Time shake his glass.
