How vast a memory has Love!

But if you'll prosper, mark what I advise, Whom age, and long experience render wise.

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

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

Nothing is more certain than much of the force; as well as grace, of arguments or instructions depends their conciseness.

To pardon those absurdities in ourselves which we cannot suffer in others is neither better nor worse than to be more willing to be fools ourselves than to have others so.

A work of art that contains theories is like an object on which the price tag has been left.