I shall never forgive you for teaching me how to love life.
Nothing suits worse with vice than want of sense
'Tis dangerous to think - For who by thinking tempts his jealous Fate, Is straight arraign'd as Traytor to the State, And none that come within the Verge of Sense, Have to Preferment now the least Pretence. . . .
All men would be cowards if they could.
Tis a meaner part of sense to find a fault than taste an excellence.
any experiment of interest in life will be carried out at your own expense