Order is heaven's first law.

Many men have been capable of doing a wise thing, more a cunning thing, but very few a generous thing.

But thousands die without or this or that, Die, and endow a college or a cat.

Words are like Leaves; and where they most abound, Much Fruit of Sense beneath is rarely found.

A little learning is a dangerous thing.

Great oaks grow from little acorns. He has a green thumb. He has green fingers. He's sowing his wild oats. Here Ceres' gifts in waving prospect stand, And nodding tempt the joyful reaper's hand.

In death a hero, as in life a friend!