Pride, where wit fails, steps in to our defence, and fills up all the mighty void of sense.

Men would be angels, angels would be gods.

Only music has the ability to take you to the edge of reality and allow you to peek in for a moment.

Slave to no sect, who takes no private road, But looks through Nature up to Nature's God.

Many men have been capable of doing a wise thing, more a cunning thing, but very few a generous thing.

Devotion's self shall steal a thought from heaven.

Tis true, 'tis certain; man, though dead, retains Part of himself; the immortal mind remains.