Tender-handed stroke a nettle, And it stings you for your pains; Grasp it like a man of mettle, And it soft as silk remains. 'Tis the same with….

Trust me--with women worth the being won, The softest lover ever best succeeds..

Shame on those breasts of stone that cannot melt in soft adoption of another's sorrow..

Mischief and malice grow on the same branch of the tree of evil..

Reason gains all people by compelling none..

There is no merit where there is no trial; and till experience stamps the mark of strength, cowards may pass for heroes, and faith for falsehood..

Shun fear, it is the ague of the soul! a passion man created for himself--for sure that cramp of nature could not dwell in the warm realms of glory..

O marriage! marriage! what a curse is thine, Where hands alone consent and hearts abhor..

Order, thou eye of action..