Good sense, which only is the gift of Heaven, And though no science, fairly worth the seven.

Never elated when someone's oppressed, never dejected when another one's blessed.

The good must merit God's peculiar care; But who but God can tell us who they are?

Fools admire, but men of sense approve.

Old men, for the most part, are like old chronicles that give you dull but true accounts of times past, and are worth knowing only on that score.

Men must be taught as if you taught them not, and things unknown proposed as things forgot.

All are but parts of one stupendous whole, Whose body Nature is, and God the soul.