Men met each other with erected look, The steps were higher that they took; Friends to congratulate their friends made haste, And long inveterate foes saluted as they pass'd.

Love works a different way in different minds, the fool it enlightens and the wise it blinds.

The glorious lamp of heaven, the radiant sun, Is Nature's eye.

Fiction is of the essence of poetry as well as of painting; there is a resemblance in one of human bodies, things, and actions which are not real, and in the other of a true story by fiction.

Pleasure never comes sincere to man; but lent by heaven upon hard usury.

I never saw any good that came of telling truth.

For truth has such a face and such a mien, as to be loved needs only to be seen.