A madman gets madder when you talk reason to him
A night that had shivered repose
A dash of conventionalism makes the whole civilized
world kin
A string of pearls: a woman who goes beyond
that’s in danger
A wound of the same kind that we are inflicting
A tear would have overcome him—She had
not wept
A tragic comedian: that is, a grand pretender,
a self-deceiver
A fleet of South-westerly rain-clouds had been met
in mid-sky
A bone in a boy’s mind for him to gnaw and
worry
A kind of anchorage in case of indiscretion
A cloud of millinery shoots me off a mile from a
woman
A woman’s at the core of every plot man plotteth
A witty woman is a treasure; a witty Beauty is a
power
A high wind will make a dead leaf fly like a bird
A kindly sense of superiority
A young philosopher’s an old fool!
A bird that won’t roast or boil or stew
A woman, and would therefore listen to nonsense
A male devotee is within an inch of a miracle
A great oration may be a sedative
A very doubtful benefit
A generous enemy is a friend on the wrong side
A woman is hurt if you do not confide to her your
plans
A woman who has mastered sauces sits on the apex
of civilization
A style of affable omnipotence about the wise youth
A maker of Proverbs—what is he but a narrow
mind wit
A fortress face; strong and massive, and honourable
in ruin
A dumb tongue can be a heavy liar
A common age once, when he married her; now she had
grown old
A share of pity for the objects she despised
A woman rises to her husband. But a man is
what he is
A stew’s a stew, and not a boiling to shreds
A marriage without love is dishonour
A plunge into the deep is of little moment
A sixpence kindly meant is worth any crown-piece
that’s grudged
A man to be trusted with the keys of anything
A free-thinker startles him as a kind of demon
A female free-thinker is one of Satan’s concubines
A wise man will not squander his laughter if he can
help it
A man who rejected medicine in extremity
A lady’s company-smile
A country of compromise goes to pieces at the first
cannon-shot
A youth who is engaged in the occupation of eating
his heart
A whisper of cajolery in season is often the secret
A superior position was offered her by her being
silent
A contented Irishman scarcely seems my countryman
Abject sense of the lack of a circumference
Above all things I detest the writing for money
