Histories are more full of examples of the fidelity of dogs than of friends. |
Passions are the gales of life. |
Virtue she finds too painful an endeavour, content to dwell in decencies for ever. |
Those move easiest who have learn'd to dance. |
Men must be taught as if you taught them not, and things unknown proposed as things forgot. |
The hungry judges soon the sentence sign, and wretches hang that jurymen may dine. |
So vast is art, so narrow human wit. |
Men dream of courtship, but in wedlock wake. |
Lo, what huge heaps of littleness around! |
But blind to former as to future fate, what mortal knows his pre-existent state? |
'Tis not enough your counsel still be true; Blunt truths more mischief than nice falsehoods do. |
Extremes in nature equal ends produce; In man they join to some mysterious use. |
Know then thyself, presume not God to scan; The proper study of mankind is man. |
Never was it given to mortal man - To lie so boldly as we women can. |
Lo! The poor Indian, whose untutored mind sees God in clouds, or hears him in the wind. |
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. |
One science only will one genius fit; so vast is art, so narrow human wit. |
No one should be ashamed to admit they are wrong, which is but saying, in other words, that they are wiser today than they were yesterday. |
Whoever thinks a faultless piece to see, Thinks what ne'er was, nor is, nor e'er shall be. |
Not to go back is somewhat to advance, and men must walk, at least, before they dance. |