There are certain times when most people are in a disposition of being informed, and 'tis incredible what a vast good a little truth might do, spoken in such seasons.

No woman ever hates a man for being in love with her, but many a woman hate a man for being a friend to her.

As some to church repair, Not for the doctrine, but the music there. These equal syllables alone require, Though oft the ear the open vowels tire While expletives their feeble aid do join, And ten low words oft creep in one dull line.

Fear not the anger of the wise to raise; Those best can bear reproof who merit praise.

When to the Permanent is sacrificed the Mutable, the prize is thine: the drop returneth whence it came. The Open Path leads to the changeless change - Non-Being, the glorious state of Absoluteness, the Bliss past human thought.

A little learning is a dangerous thing.

But those who cannot write, and those who can, All rhyme, and scrawl, and scribble, to a man.