They say miracles are past; and we have our philosophical persons$$$ to make modern and familiar$$$ things supernatural and causeless. Hence is it that we make trifles of terrors$$$ ensconcing ourselves into seeming knowledge$$$ when we should submit ourselves to an unknown fear.

Many a man's tongue shakes out his master's undoing.

Tis a commodity that will lose the gloss with lying; the longer kept$$$ the less worth: off with ’t$$$ while ’tis vendible; answer the time of request. Virginity$$$ like an old courtier$$$ wears her cap out of fashion; richly suited$$$ but unsuitable: just like the brooch and the toothpick$$$ which wear not now.

Now I see the mystery of your loneliness .

A young man married is a man that's marred.

My poor body$$$ madam$$$ requires it: I am driven on by the flesh; and he must needs go that the devil drives.

My friends were poor$$$ but honest.

It is not politic in the commonwealth of nature to preserve virginity. Loss of virginity is rational increase$$$ and there was never virgin got till virginity was first lost. That you were made of is metal to make virgins. Virginity$$$ by being once lost$$$ may be ten times found: by being ever kept$$$ it is ever lost. ’Tis too cold a companion: away with ’t!

The web of our life is of a mingled yarn$$$ good and ill together: our virtues would be proud$$$if our faults whipped them not; and our crimes would despair$$$ if they were not cherished by our virtues.

Good with out evil is like light with out darkness which in turn is like righteousness with out hope.