A disputant no more cares for the truth than the sportsman for the hare.

Sickness is a sort of early old age; it teaches us a diffidence in our earthly state.

A naked lover bound and bleeding lies!

With too much quickness ever to be taught; With too much thinking to have common thought.

Search then the ruling passion: This clue, once found, unravels all the rest.

Words are like Leaves; and where they most abound, Much Fruit of Sense beneath is rarely found.

For forms of government, let fools contest; Whate'er is best administered, is best.