Men would be angels, angels would be gods.

Know then thyself, presume not God to scan; The proper study of mankind is man.

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

True ease in writing comes from art, not chance, As those move easiest who have learned to dance.

Consult the Genius of the Place in all.

Some praise at morning what they blame at night, but always think the last opinion right.

The search of our future being is but a needless, anxious, and haste to be knowing, sooner than we can, what, without all this solicitude, we shall know a little later.