Authors are partial to their wit, 'tis true, But are not critics to their judgment, too?

All forms that perish other forms supply, (By turns we catch the vital breath and die) Like bubbles on the sea of matter borne, They rise, they break, and to that sea return.

Of all the causes which conspire to blind Man's erring judgement, and misguide the mind, What the weak head with strongest bias rules, Is PRIDE, the never-failing vice of fools.

Man never thinks himself happy, but when he enjoys those things which others want or desire.

Men must be taught as if you taught them not, And things unknown propos'd as things forgot.

An honest man's the noblest work of God

Music resembles poetry, in each Are nameless graces which no methods teach, And which a master hand alone can reach.

Whatever is, is right.

An excuse is worse and more terrible than a lie;for an excuse is a lie guarded

This long disease, my life.

Yet graceful ease, and sweetness void of pride, Might hide her faults, if belles had faults to hide: If to her share some female errors fall, Look on her face, and you'll forget 'em all.

The world forgetting by the world forgot.

To wake the soul by tender strokes of art, To raise the genius, and to mend the heart

Death, only death, can break the lasting chain; And here, ev'n then, shall my cold dust remain

If I am right, Thy grace impart Still in the right to stay; If I am wrong, O, teach my heart To find that better way!

No woman ever hates a man for being in love with her; but mainly a woman hates a man for being her friend.

Nature and Nature's laws lay hid in night: God said, Let Newton be! and all was light.

Histories are more full of examples of the fidelity of dogs than of friends.

The world forgetting, by the world forgot. Eternal sunshine of the spotless mind!

And die of nothing but a rage to live

All Nature is but art, unknown to thee All chance, direction, which thou canst not see; All discord, harmony not understood; All partial evil, universal good.

I am his Highness' dog at Kew; Pray tell me, sir, whose dog are you?

If you want to know what God thinks about money just look at the people He gives it to.

Beauties in vain their pretty eyes may roll; Charms strike the sight, but merit wins the soul.

Hope springs eternal in the human breast; Man never Is, but always To be blest. The soul, uneasy, and confin'd from home, Rests and expatiates in a life to come.

You purchase pain with all that joy can give and die of nothing but a rage to live.

Vice is a monster of so frightful mien As to be hated needs but to be seen; Yet seen too oft, familiar with her face, We first endure, then pity, then embrace.

Words are like Leaves; and where they most abound, Much Fruit of Sense beneath is rarely found.

Some people will never learn anything, for this reason, because they understand everything too soon.

True ease in writing comes from art, not chance, As those move easiest who have learn'd to dance.

Do good by stealth, and blush to find it fame.

Our judgments, like our watches, none go just alike, yet each believes his own

Blessed is he who expects nothing, for he shall never be disappointed.

To err is human, to forgive, divine.

Fools rush in where angels fear to tread.

Charms strike the sight, but merit wins the soul.

How happy is the blameless vestal’s lot! The world forgetting, by the world forgot. Eternal sunshine of the spotless mind! Each pray’r accepted, and each wish resign’d

A little knowledge is a dangerous thing. So is a lot.

A man should never be ashamed to own that he has been in the wrong, which is but saying in other words that he is wiser today than he was yesterday.

What Reason weaves, by Passion is undone.

A little learning is a dangerous thing. Drink deep, or taste not the Pierian Spring; There shallow draughts intoxicate the brain, and drinking largely sobers us again.

Act well your part; there all the honour lies.