I have erected amonument more lasting than bronze.
There is a mean in all things; even virtue itself has stated limits; which not being strictly observed, it ceases to be virtue.
No poems can please long or live that are written by water drinkers.
And Tragedy should blush as much to stoop To the low mimic follies of a farce, As a grave matron would to dance with girls.
A man perfect to the finger tips.
A heart well prepared for adversity in bad times hopes, and in good times fears for a change in fortune.