reparing
for war

As to wit, the sneer is the cloak of
clumsiness

As secretive as they are sensitive

As the Lord decided, so it would end!
"Oh, delicious creed!"

As well ask (women) how a battle-field
concerns them!

As faith comes--no saying how; one
swears by them

As if she had never heard him
previously enunciate the formula

As little trouble as the heath when the
woods are swept

As if the age were the injury!

As for titles, the way to defend them
is to be worthy of them

As fair play as a woman's lord could
give her

As for comparisons, they are flowers
thrown into the fire

As in all great oratory! The key of it
is the pathos

As becomes them, they do not look ahead

Ashamed of letting his ears be filled
with secret talk

Ask not why, where reason never was

Ask pardon of you, without excusing
myself

Assist in our small sphere; not come
mouthing to the footlights

At the age of forty, men that love love
rootedly

At war with ourselves, means the best
happiness we can have

Attacked my conscience on the cowardly
side

Automatic creature is subject to the
laws of its construction

Avoid the position that enforces
publishing

Back from the altar to discover that
she has chained herself

Bad laws are best broken

Bad luck's not repeated every day Keep
heart for the good

Bade his audience to beware of princes

Bandied the weariful shuttlecock of
gallantry

Barriers are for those who cannot fly

Be philosophical, but accept your
personal dues

Be politic and give her elbow-room for
her natural angles

Be what you seem, my little one

Be on your guard the next two minutes
he gets you alone

Be good and dull, and please everybody

Be the woman and have the last word!

Bear in mind that we are
sentimentalists--The eye is our servant

Beauchamp's career

Beautiful servicelessness

Beautiful women in her position provoke
an intemperateness

Beautiful women may believe themselves
beloved

Beauty is rare; luckily is it rare

Because you loved something better than
me

Because he stood so high with her now
he feared the fall

Because men can't abide praise of
another man

Becoming air of appropriation that made
it family history

Bed was a rock of refuge and fortified
defence

Began the game of Pull

Beginning to have a movement to kiss
the whip

Behold the hero embarked in the
redemption of an erring beauty

Being heard at