Many things impossible to thought have been by need to full perfection brought.
I maintain, against the enemies of the stage, that patterns of piety, decently represented, may second the precepts.
How easy 'tis, when Destiny proves kind, With full-spread sails to run before the wind!
Learn to write well, or not to write at all.
Repartee is the soul of conversation.
But wild Ambition loves to slide, not stand, And Fortune's ice prefers to Virtue's land.