Nor Fame I slight, nor her favors call.

Two purposes in human nature rule. Self- love to urge, and reason to restrain.

Do good by stealth, and blush to find it fame.

There is nothing wanting to make all rational and disinterested people in the world of one religion, but that they should talk together every day.

A God without dominion, providence, and final causes, is nothing else but fate and nature.

Chiefs who no more in bloody fights engage, But wise through time, and narrative with age, In summer-days like grasshoppers rejoice - A bloodless race, that send a feeble voice.

Get your enemy to read your works in order to mend them, for your friend is so much your second self that he will judge too like you.