Fame, wealth, and honour! what are you to Love?
A saint in crape is twice a saint in lawn.
Nature and nature's laws lay hid in the night. God said, Let Newton be! and all was light!
There is nothing wanting to make all rational and disinterested people in the world of one religion, but that they should talk together every day.
Virtuous and vicious every man must be, few in the extreme, but all in the degree.
Dear, damned, distracting town, farewell! Thy fools no more I'll tease: This year in peace, ye critics, dwell, Ye harlots, sleep at ease!