Innocence Is Not Accustomed To Blush.

Each Day My Reason Tells Me So; But Reason Doesn't Rule In Love, You Know.

Birth Is Nothing Without Virtue, And We Have No Claim To Share In The Glory Of Our Ancestors Unless We Endeavor To Resemble Them.

Age Brings About Everything; But It Is Not The Time, Madam, As We Know, To Be A Prude At Twenty.

In Clothes As Well As Speech, The Man Of Sense Will Shun All These Extremes That Give Offense, Dress Unaffectedly, And, Without Haste, Follow The Changes In The Current Taste.

Deference And Intimacy Live Far Apart.