I Nauseate Walking; 'tis A

Who Pleases One Against His Will.

Marriage Is Honourable, As You Say; And If So, Wherefore Should Cuckoldom Be A Discredit, Being Deriv'd From So Honourable A Root?

If Happiness In Self-content Is Placed, The Wise Are Wretched, And Fools Only Blessed.

Mr Witwould: "pray, Madam, Do You Pin Up Your Hair With All Your Letters? I Find I Must Keep Copies." Mrs Millamant: "only With Those In Verse.... I Never Pin Up My Hair With Prose."

Say What You Will, 'tis Better To Be Left Than Never To Have Been Loved.