Ah! why, ye Gods, should two and two make four?

He best can paint them who shall feel them most.

In this commonplace world every one is said to be romantic who either admires a fine thing or does one.

And make each day a critic on the last.

You beat your Pate, and fancy Wit will come: Knock as you please, there's no body at home.

The vanity of human life is like a river, constantly passing away, and yet constantly coming on.

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