I never had but one intrigue yet: but I confess I long to have another. Pray heaven it end as the first did tho , that we may both grow weary at a time; for 'Tis a melancholy thing for lovers to outlive one another.
The want of a thing is perplexing enough, but the possession of it, is intolerable.
You may build castles in the air, and fume, and fret, and grow thin and lean, and pale and ugly, if you please. But I tell you, no man worth having is true to his wife, or can be true to his wife, or ever was, or will be so.
If women were humbler, men would be more honest.
Virtue is its own reward. There's a pleasure in doing good which sufficiently pays itself.