Light quirks of music, broken and uneven,Make the soul dance upon a jig to Heav'n.
Pride, where wit fails, steps in to our defence, and fills up all the mighty void of sense.
Nothing is more certain than much of the force; as well as grace, of arguments or instructions depends their conciseness.
Fly, dotard, fly! With thy wise dreams and fables of the sky.
Curse on all laws but those which love has made.
The world is a thing we must of necessity either laugh at or be angry at; if we laugh at it, they say we are proud; if we are angry at it, they say we are ill-natured.