Who taught that heaven-directed spire to rise?

Truths would you teach, or save a sinking land? All fear, none aid you, and few understand.

The world forgetting, by the world forgot. Eternal sunshine of the spotless mind! Each pray'r accepted, and each wish resign'd

There should be, methinks, as little merit in loving a woman for her beauty as in loving a man for his prosperity; both being equally subject to change.

Luxurious lobster-nights, farewell, For sober, studious days!

Order is Heaven's first law; and this confessed, some are, and must be, greater than the rest, more rich, more wise; but who infers from hence that such are happier, shocks all common sense. Condition, circumstance, is not the thing; bliss is the same in subject or in king.

But if you'll prosper, mark what I advise, Whom age, and long experience render wise.