To be angry is to revenge the faults of others on ourselves.
Never was it given to mortal man - To lie so boldly as we women can.
No one should be ashamed to admit they are wrong, which is but saying, in other words, that they are wiser today than they were yesterday.
No woman ever hates a man for being in love with her, but many a woman hate a man for being a friend to her.
Not always actions show the man; we find who does a kindness is not therefore kind.
Not to go back is somewhat to advance, and men must walk, at least, before they dance.
Of Manners gentle, of Affections mild; In Wit a man; Simplicity, a child.
On life's vast ocean diversely we sail. Reasons the card, but passion the gale.
On wrongs swift vengeance waits.
One science only will one genius fit; so vast is art, so narrow human wit.
Who shall decide when doctors disagree, And soundest casuists doubt, like you and me?
Our passions are like convulsion fits, which, though they make us stronger for a time, leave us the weaker ever after.
So vast is art, so narrow human wit.
Passions are the gales of life.
Praise undeserved, is satire in disguise.