Who lives to Nature, rarely can be poor ; who lives to fancy, never can be rich.
Oh, how portentous is prosperity! How comet-like, it threatens while it shines.
They build too low who build beneath the skies.
We are not all great because we are inspired, but we feel great because we are.
Some wits, too, like oracles, deal in ambiguities, but not with equal success; for though ambiguities are the first excellence of an imposter, they are the last of a wit.
Wouldst thou be famed? have those high acts in view, Brave men would act though scandal would ensue.