For what I have publish'd, I can only hope to be pardon'd; but for what I have burned, I deserve to be prais'd.

You beat your Pate, and fancy Wit will come: Knock as you please, there's no body at home.

Cavil you may, but never criticise.

There never was any party, faction, sect, or cabal whatsoever, in which the most ignorant were not the most violent; for a bee is not a busier animal than a blockhead.

There is a certain majesty in simplicity which is far above all the quaintness of wit.

Avoid Extremes; and shun the fault of such Who still are pleas'd too little or too much.

For when success a lover's toil attends,Few ask, if fraud or force attain'd his ends