Sheer necessity,—the proper parent of an art so nearly allied to invention. - Richard Brinsley Sheridan

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

Rosy. Efacks, I can do nothing, but there’s the German quack, whom you wanted to send from town; I met him at the next door, and I know he has antidotes for all poisons. Just. Fetch him, my dear friend, fetch him! I’ll get him a diploma if he cures me.

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.