If you are for a merry jaunt, I will try, for once, who can foot it farthest.
For mysterious things of faith, rely on the proponent, Heaven's authority.
My whole life Has been a golden dream of love and friendship.
A coward is the kindest animal; 'Tis the most forgiving creature in a fight.
The soft complaining flute, In dying notes, discovers The woes of hopeless lovers.
Second thoughts, they say, are best.
Bets at first were fool-traps, where the wise like spiders lay in ambush for the flies.
Then we upon our globe's last verge shall go, And view the ocean leaning on the sky: From thence our rolling Neighbours we shall know, And on the Lunar world securely pry.
Ill writers are usually the sharpest censors.
Prodigious actions may as well be done, by weaver's issue, as the prince's son.
Fortune, that with malicious joyDoes man her slave oppress,Proud of her office to destroy,Is seldom pleasd to bless.
The brave man seeks not popular applause, Nor, overpower'd with arms, deserts his cause; Unsham'd, though foil'd, he does the best he can, Force is of brutes, but honor is of man.
Virtue without success is a fair picture shown by an ill light; but lucky men are favorites of heaven; all own the chief, when fortune owns the cause.
Thoughts cannot form themselves in words so horrid As can express my guilt.
The greater part performed achieves the less.
What judgment I had increases rather than diminishes; and thoughts, such as they are, come crowding in so fast upon me, that my only difficulty is to choose or reject; to run them into verse or to give them the other harmony of prose.
Criticism, as it was first instituted by Aristotle, was meant as a standard of judging well; the chiefest part of which is to observe those excellencies which delight a reasonable reader.
For my part, I can compare her (a gossip) to nothing but the sun; for, like him, she knows no rest, nor ever sets in one place but to rise in another.
The people have a right supreme To make their kings, for Kings are made for them. All Empire is no more than Pow'r in Trust, Which when resum'd, can be no longer just. Successionm for the general good design'd, In its own wrong a Nation cannot bind.
If one must be rejected, one succeed, make him my lord within whose faithful breast is fixed my image, and who loves me best.
Railing in other men may be a crime, But ought to pass for mere instinct in him: Instinct he follows and no further knows, For to write verse with him is to transprose.
When bounteous autumn rears her head, he joys to pull the ripened pear.
[T]he Famous Rules which the French call, Des Trois Unitez , or, The Three Unities, which ought to be observ'd in every Regular Play; namely, of Time, Place, and Action.
Let cheerfulness on happy fortune wait.
It's a hard world, neighbors, if a man's oath must be his master.
Follow AzQuotes on Facebook, Twitter and Google+. Every day we present the best quotes! Improve yourself, find your inspiration, share with friends
or simply: