Pleasure never comes sincere to man; but lent by heaven upon hard usury.
It's a hard world, neighbors, if a man's oath must be his master.
The glorious lamp of heaven, the radiant sun, Is Nature's eye.
Merit challenges envy.
Men's virtues I have commended as freely as I have taxed their crimes.
He is the very Janus of poets; he wears almost everywhere two faces; and you have scarce begun to admire the one, ere you despise the other.