Oh how will crime engender crime! throw guilt
Upon the soul, and like a stone cast on
The troubled waters of a lake,
'Twill form in circles round succeeding round;
Each wider than the first.
George Colman the Elder
2.
I vow and protest there's more plague than pleasure with a secret.
George Colman the Elder
3.
And what 's impossible can't be, And never, never comes to pass.
George Colman the Elder
4.
Life's a lottery, and man should make up his mind to the blanks.
George Colman the Elder
5.
Love and a cottage! Eh, Fanny! Ah, give me indifference and a coach and six!
