The finest of all times for flirting is a wedding. They are all agog, poor things! - William Maginn

People may talk as they like, but after all, London is London.

Hock cannot be too much, claret cannot be too little, iced.

Maxims are hard reading, demanding a constant stretch of the intellectual faculties. Every word must be diligently pondered, every assertion examined in all its bearings, pursued with a keen eye to its remotest consequences, rejected with a philosophic calmness, or treasured up with the same feeling as a "κτημα ες αει" — a "possession to eternity."