Of all the causes which conspire to blind Man's erring judgement, and misguide the mind, What the weak head with strongest bias rules, Is PRIDE, the never-failing vice of fools.

Amusement is the happiness of those who cannot think.

A wise physician, skill'd our wounds to heal, is more than armies to the public weal.

Pleas'd look forward, pleas'd to look behind,And count each birthday with a grateful mind.

Fine sense and exalted sense are not half so useful as common sense.

Here thou, great Anna! Whom three realms obey, / Dost sometimes counsel take—and sometimes tea.

A work of art that contains theories is like an object on which the price tag has been left.