Be not the first by whom the new are tried Nor yet the last to lay the old aside.
Till tired he sleeps and life's poor play is o'er.
I am his Highness' dog at Kew;Pray tell me, sir, whose dog are you?
Know thyself, presume not God to scan;The proper study of mankind is man.
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!
All seems infected that the infected spy as all looks yellow to the jaundiced eye.
Nature and Nature's laws lay hid in night: God said "Let Newton be!" and all was light.
The vanity of human life is like a river constantly passing away and yet constantly coming on.
How shall I love the sin yet keep the sense And love the offender yet detest the offence?
Some old men, continually praise the time of their youth. In fact, you would almost think that there were no fools in their days, but unluckily they themselves are left as an example.
Many men have been capable of doing a wise thing, more a cunning thing, but very few a generous thing.
Fools rush in where angels fear to tread.
True ease in writing comes from art, not chance, as those who move easiest have learned to dance.
All other goods by fortune's hand are given: A wife is the peculiar gift of Heav'n.
For fools admire but men of sense approve.
Know thy own point: this kind, this due degreeOf blindness, weakness, Heav'n bestows on thee.
I find myself hoping a total end of all the unhappy divisions of mankind by party-spirit, which at best is but the madness of many for the gain of a few.
What dire offence from am'rous causes springs. What mighty contests rise from trivial things.
A perfect judge will read each word of wit with the same spirit that its author writ.
The hungry judges soon the sentence sign and wretches hang that jurymen may dine.