A man is always afraid of a woman that loves him too much

I must have women - there is nothing unbends the mind like them.

And when a lady's in the case, You know, all other things give place.

The fly that sips treacle is lost in the sweets, So he that tastes woman, woman, woman; He that tastes woman, ruin meets

Woman's mind Oft' shifts her passions, like th'inconstant wind; Sudden she rages, like the troubled main, Now sinks the storm, and all is calm again.