Every age has its pleasures, its style of wit, and its own ways.
Gold lends a touch of beauty even to the ugly.
He [Moliere] pleases all the world, but cannot please himself.
Sometimes a fool makes a good suggestion.
But satire, ever moral, ever new, Delights the reader and instructs him, too. She, if good sense refine her sterling page, Oft shakes some rooted folly of the age.
Ignorance is always ready to admire itself. Procure yourself critical friends.