Not chaos-like together crushed and bruised, But as the world, harmoniously confused, Where order in variety we see, And where, though all things differ, all agree
Quote by Alexander Pope
The world forgetting, by the world forgot.
How prone to doubt, how cautious are the wise!
Hope springs eternal in the human breast: Man never is, but always To be Blest.
Trust not yourself, but your defects to know. Make use of every friend and every...
Praise undeserved, is satire in disguise.
Lo! The poor Indian, whose untutored mind sees God in clouds, or hears him in...
In words, as fashions, the same rule will hold; Alike fantastic, if too new, or...
A little learning is a dangerous thing; Drink deep, or taste not the Pierian spring:...
Who reasons wisely is not therefore wise; His pride in reasoning, not in acting, lies
All nature is but art unknown to thee.
Astrologers that future fates foreshow.
While pensive poets painful vigils keep - Sleepless themselves to give their readers sleep
Behold the child, by Nature's kindly law pleased with a rattle, tickled with a straw.
The learned is happy, nature to explore; The fool is happy, that he knows no...
All nature is but art, unknown to thee; all chance, direction, which thou canst not...
Lo, what huge heaps of littleness around!
Histories are more full of examples of the fidelity of dogs than of friends.
For fools rush in where angels fear to tread.
Be not the first by whom the new are tried, Nor yet the last to...
Tis but a part we see, and not a whole.