"She that would raise a noble love must find Ways to beget a passion for her mind; She must be that which she to the w…"

"The world's a wood, in which all lose their way, Though by a different path each goes astray."

"Methinks, I see the wanton houres flee, And as they passe, turne back and laugh at me."

"O! what a prodigal have I been of that most valuable of all possessions — Time!"

"We might well call this short Mock-play of ours A Posie made of Weeds instead of Flowers; Yet such have been presente…"

"Our Poets make us laugh at Tragœdy, And with their Comoedies they make us cry."

"Why, Sir, when I have anything to invent, I never trouble my head about it, as other men do; but presently turn over …"

"All these threatening storms, which, like impregnate Clouds, hover o'er our heads, will (when they once are grasp'd b…"

"What a Devil is the Plot good for, but to bring in fine things?"

"The world is made up, for the most part, of fools and knaves, both irreconcileable foes to truth."