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

Heaven from all creatures hides the book of Fate.

She who ne'er answers till a husband cools, Or, if she rules him, never shows she rules; Charms by accepting, by submitting, sways, Yet has her humor most, when she obeys.

Homer excels all the inventors of other arts in this: that he has swallowed up the honor of those who succeeded him.

Nay, fly to altars; there they'll talk you dead; For fools rush in where angels fear to tread.

Who dare to love their country, and be poor.

There is a majesty in simplicity.