Who are next to knaves? Those that converse with them.

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

The zeal of fools offends at any time.

Genius creates, and taste preserves. Taste is the good sense of genius; without taste, genius is only sublime folly.

Those oft are stratagems which errors seem Nor is it Homer nods, but we that dream.

There never was any party, faction, sect, or cabal whatsoever, in which the most ignorant were not the most violent; for a bee is not a busier animal than a blockhead.

It is sure the hardest science to forget!