Like Cato, give his little senate laws, and sit attentive to his own applause.

There is but one way I know of conversing safely with all men; that is, not by concealing what we say or do, but by saying or doing nothing that deserves to be concealed.

While pensive poets painful vigils keep, Sleepless themselves, to give their readers sleep.

The lights and shades, whose well-accorded strife gives all the strength and color of our life.

Pretty conceptions, fine metaphors, glittering expressions, and something of a neat cast of verse are properly the dress, gems, or loose ornaments of poetry.

The same ambition can destroy or save, and make a patriot as it makes a knave.

Fools rush in where angels fear to tread.