Hope springs eternal.

Pride is still aiming at the best houses: Men would be angels, angels would be gods. Aspiring to be gods, if angels fell; aspiring to be angels men rebel.

Say first, of god above or man below; what can we reason but from what we know.

No louder shrieks to pitying heaven are cast, When husbands or lap-dogs breathe their last.

Did some more sober critics come abroad? If wrong, I smil'd; if right, I kiss'd the rod.

Strength of mind is exercise, not rest.

These riches are possess'd, but not enjoy'd!