Not always actions show the man; we find who does a kindness is not therefore kind.

Great oaks grow from little acorns. He has a green thumb. He has green fingers. He's sowing his wild oats. Here Ceres' gifts in waving prospect stand, And nodding tempt the joyful reaper's hand.

That character in conversation which commonly passes for agreeable is made up of civility and falsehood.

Hope travels through, nor quits us when we die.

Still when the lust of tyrant power succeeds, some Athens perishes, or some Tully bleeds.

It is very natural for a young friend and a young lover to think the persons they love have nothing to do but to please them.

Time conquers all, and we must time obey.