What is it to be wise? 'Tis but to know how little can be known, To see all others' faults, and feel our own.
What some call health, if purchased by perpetual anxiety about diet, isn't much better than tedious disease.
Truth needs not flowers of speech.
Hope springs eternal in the human breast: Man never is, but always To be Blest.
A little learning is a dangerous thing; drink of it deeply, or taste it not, for shallow thoughts intoxicate the brain, and drinking deeply sobers us again.
All other goods by fortune's hand are given, A wife is the peculiar gift of Heaven.
As with narrow-necked bottles; the less they have in them, the more noise they make in pouring out.
Never elated when someone's oppressed, never dejected when another one's blessed.
We may see the small value God has for riches, by the people he gives them to.
Do you find yourself making excuses when you do not perform? Shed the excuses and face reality. Excuses are the loser's way out. They will mar your credibility and stunt your personal growth.
Charm strikes the sight, but merit wins the soul.
Our judgments, like our watches, none go just alike, yet each believes his own
Do good by stealth, and blush to find it fame.
Two purposes in human nature rule. Self- love to urge, and reason to restrain.
An excuse is worse and more terrible than a lie; for an excuse is a lie guarded.
No woman ever hates a man for being in love with her, but many a woman hate a man for being a friend to her.
In faith and hope the world will disagree, but all mankind's concern is charity.
Simplicity is the mean between ostentation and rusticity.
Who builds a church to God and not to fame, Will never mark the marble with his name.
Love the offender, yet detest the offense.
True politeness consists in being easy one's self, and in making every one about one as easy as one can.
All are but parts of one stupendous whole, Whose body Nature is, and God the soul.
Now hollow fires burn out to black, And lights are fluttering low: Square your shoulders, lift your pack And leave your friends and go. O never fear, lads, naught's to dread, Look not to left nor right: In all the endless road you tread There's nothing but the night.
There should be, methinks, as little merit in loving a woman for her beauty as in loving a man for his prosperity; both being equally subject to change.
What is fame? a fancied life in others' breath.
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