The same ambition can destroy or save, and make a patriot as it makes a knave.
At ev’ry word a reputation dies.
Strength of mind is exercise, not rest.
Happy the man whose wish and care a few paternal acres bound, content to breathe his native air in his own ground.
‘Tis education forms the common mind; just as the twig is bent the tree’s inclined.
The bookful blockhead, ignorantly read, With loads of learned lumber in his head.
They dream in courtship, but in wedlock wake.
No one should be ashamed to admit he is wrong, which is but saying, in other words, that he is wiser today than he was yesterday.
A little learning is a dangerous thing; Drink deep, or taste not the Pierian spring.
Woman’s at best a contradiction still.
The difference is too nice – Where ends the virtue or begins the vice.
So vast is art, so narrow human wit.
Tis but a part we see, and not a whole.
