“O give me the sweet shady side of Pall Mall!”

“The heyday of woman's life is the shady side of fifty.”

“O! Let me not be mad, not mad, sweet heaven; keep me in temper; I would not be mad!”

“True love cannot be changed,
Though delight from desert
Be estranged.
Farewell, farewell
But yet or ere I part (O cruel),
Kiss me sweet, kiss me sweet my jewel.”

“So, lest I be inclined
To render ill for ill,—
Henceforth in me instil,
O God, a sweet good-will
To all mankind.”

“Will you come with me, sweet Reader? I thank you. Give me your hand.”

“According to the author, in the reign of James I, quoted above, pall-mall was a pastime not unlike goff, but if the definition of the former given by Cotgrave be correct, it will be found to differ materially from the latter, at least as it was played in modern times. "Pale-maille," says he, "is a game wherein a round box ball is struck with a mallet through a high arch of iron, which he that can do at the fewest blows, or at the number agreed upon, wins." It is to be observed, that there are two of these arches, that is, "one at either end of the alley." The game of mall was a fashionable amusement in the reign of Charles II, and the walk in St. James's Park, now called the Mall, received its name from having been appropriated to the purpose of playing at mall, where Charles himself and his courtiers frequently exercised themselves in the practice of this pastime. The denomination mall given to the game, is evidently derived from the mallet or wooden hammer used by the players to strike the ball.”

“o, I need
the darkness
the sweetness
the sadness
the weakness
I need this”

“At times those who do not want to have their inconsistencies pointed out say in a super-sweet voice to me "Judge not, lest ye be judged." I reply "O. K., judge me, then."”

“Don't give me no rotten tomato, 'cause all I ever wanted was your sweet potato.”