Why has not Man a microscopic eye? For this plain reason, Man is not a Fly. Say what the use, were finer optics giv'n, T' inspect a mite, not comprehend the heav'n.

How vast a memory has Love!

An atheist is but a mad, ridiculous derider of piety, but a hypocrite makes a sober jest of God and religion; he finds it easier to be upon his knees than to rise to a good action.

The difference is too nice - Where ends the virtue or begins the vice.

Every woman is at heart a rake.

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

Who are next to knaves? Those that converse with them.