And what 's impossible can't be, And never, never comes to pass..

Life's a lottery, and man should make up his mind to the blanks..

Oh how will crime engender crime! throw guilt Upon the soul, and like a stone cast on The troubled waters of a lake, 'Twill form in circles round suc….

I vow and protest there's more plague than pleasure with a secret..

Love and a cottage! Eh, Fanny! Ah, give me indifference and a coach and six!.