Kings that made laws, first broke 'em.
Sure, I rose the wrong way today, I have had such damn'd ill luck every way.
God makes all things good; Man meddles with 'em and they become evil.
Jealousy, the old worm that bites.
Affectation hath always had a greater share both in the action and discourse of men than truth and judgment have.
A poet is a painter in his way, he draws to the life, but in another kind; we draw the nobler part, the soul and the mind; the pictures of the pen shall outlast those of the pencil, and even worlds themselves.