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; And spite of pride, in erring reason's spite, One truth is clear, Whatever is,…
Quote by Alexander Pope
Of Manners gentle, of Affections mild; In Wit a man; Simplicity, a child.
Reason's whole pleasure, all the joys of sense, Lie in three words, - health, peace,...
And die of nothing but a rage to live.
Men would be angels, angels would be gods.
How shall I lose the sin, yet keep the sense, and love the offender, yet...
While pensive poets painful vigils keep - Sleepless themselves to give their readers sleep
Who reasons wisely is not therefore wise; His pride in reasoning, not in acting, lies
How happy is the blameless vestal's lot? The world forgetting, by the world forgot.
One science only will one genius fit; so vast is art, so narrow human wit.
They dream in courtship, but in wedlock wake.
True ease in writing comes from art, not chance, as those who move easiest have...
Not to go back is somewhat to advance, and men must walk, at least, before...
There is a certain majesty in simplicity which is far above all the quaintness of...
Next o'er his books his eyes begin to roll, In pleasing memory of all he...
Beauties in vain their pretty eyes may roll; charms strike the sight, but merit wins...
Hope springs eternal in the human breast: Man never is, but always To be Blest.
On wrongs swift vengeance waits.
The proper study of Mankind is Man.
Praise undeserved, is satire in disguise.
Lo, what huge heaps of littleness around!