Richard Brinsley Sheridan Quotes

My valour is certainly going!—it is sneaking off!—I feel it oozing out as it were at the palms of my hands!

SIR OLIVER. Aye — I know — there are a set of malicious prating prudent Gossips both male and Female, who murder characters to kill time, and will rob a young Fellow of his good name before He has years to know the value of it.

My valour is certainly going! — it is sneaking off! I feel it oozing out, as it were, at the palm of my hands!

If it is abuse,—why one is always sure to hear of it from one damned goodnatured friend or another!

’Tis safest in matrimony to begin with a little aversion. He is the very pineapple of politeness!

There is not a passion so strongly rooted in the human heart as envy.

... if Charles is undone, he'll find half his acquaintance ruined too, and that, you know, is a consolation.

The newspapers! Sir, they are the most villainous—licentious—abominable—infernal—Not that I ever read them—No—I make it a rule never to look into a newspaper.

Mrs Candour: I’ll swear her colour is natural—I have seen it come and go—Lady Teazle: I dare swear you have, ma’am; it goes of a night and comes again in the morning.

An aspersion upon my parts of speech!

I wish, sir, you would practice this without me. I can't stay dying here all night.

I was struck all of a heap.

SIR OLIVER. Egad so He does — mercy on me — He’s greatly altered — and seems to have a settled married look — one may read Husband in his Face at this Distance.

A practitioner in panegyric, or, to speak more plainly, a professor of the art of puffing.

I loved him for himself alone.