If you kneel down, who will decline to put a foot on you? If I love you, need you care what anybody else thinks If we are to please you rightly, always allow us to play First If he had valued you half a grain less, he might have won you If the world is hostile we are not to blame it If we are robbed, we ask, How came we by the goods? If thou wouldst fix remembrance-- thwack! If I'm struck, I strike back If only been intellectually a little flexible in his morality If you have this creative soul, be the slave of your creature If I do not speak of payment Ignorance roaring behind a mask of sarcasm Imagination she has, for a source of strength in the future days Immense wealth and native obtuseness combine to disfigure us Imparting the usual chorus of yesses to his own mind Impossible for him to think that women thought Impossible for us women to comprehend love without folly in man Impudent boy's fling at superiority over the superior In the pay of our doctors In every difficulty, patience is a life-belt In India they sacrifice the widows, in France the virgins In bottle if not on draught (oratory) In our House, my son, there is peculiar blood. We go to wreck! In Sir Austin's Note-book was written: "Between Simple Boyhood..." In Italy, a husband away, ze friend takes title In truth she sighed to feel as he did, above everybody Incapable of putting the screw upon weak excited nature Incessantly speaking of the necessity we granted it unknowingly Inclined to act hesitation in accepting the aid she sought Increase of dissatisfaction with the more she got Indirect communication with heaven Inducement to act the hypocrite before the hypocrite world Indulged in their privilege of thinking what they liked Infallibility of our august mother Infants are said to have their ideas, and why not young ladies? Infatuated men argue likewise, and scandal does not move them Inferences are like shadows on the wall Inflicted no foretaste of her coming subjection to him Informed him that he never played jokes with money, or on men Injury forbids us to be friends again Innocence and uncleanness may go together Insistency upon there being two sides to a case--to every case Intellectual contempt of easy dupes Intensely communicative, but inarticulate Intentions are really rich possessions Intimations of cowardice menacing a paralysis of the will Intrusion of the spontaneous on the stereotyped would clash Intrusion of hard material statements, facts Invite indecision to exhaust their scruples Ireland 's the sore place of England Irishman there is a barrow trolling a load of grievances Irishmen will never be quite sincere Ironical fortitude Irony in him is only eulogy standing on its head Irony that seemed to spring from aversion Irony instead of eloquence Irony provoked his laughter more than fun Irritability at the intrusion of past disputes Is he jealous? 'Only when I make him, he is.'