A wise physician, skill'd our wounds to heal, is more than armies to the public weal.

Is pride, the never-failing vice of fools.

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

Education forms the common mind.

In lazy apathy let stoics boast, their virtue fixed, 'tis fixed as in a frost.

Education forms the common mind. Just as the twig is bent, the tree's inclined.

The greatest advantage I know of being thought a wit by the world is, that it gives one the greater freedom of playing the fool.