It is not he who forms idols in gold or marble that makes them gods, but he who kneels before them.
Nothing is more ill-timed than an ill-timed laugh.
The face that cannot smile is never fair.
Tis easy to write epigrams nicely, but to write a book is hard.
There is no glory in otustripping donkeys.
You complain, friend Swift, of the length of my epigrams, but you yourself write nothing. Yours are shorter.