 I find myself hoping a total end of all the unhappy divisions of mankind by party-spirit, which at best is but the madness of many for the gain of a few. |
| Genius creates, and taste preserves. Taste is the good sense of genius; without taste, genius is only sublime folly. |
| And, after all, what is a lie? 'Tis but the truth in a masquerade. |
| Beauties in vain their pretty eyes may roll; charms strike the sight, but merit wins the soul. |
| 'Tis education forms the common mind; just as the twig is bent the tree's inclined. |
| All nature is but art unknown to thee. |
| Teach me to feel another's woe, to hide the fault I see, that mercy I to others show, that mercy show to me. |
| And all who told it added something new, and all who heard it, made enlargements too. |
| A work of art that contains theories is like an object on which the price tag has been left. |
| The learned is happy, nature to explore; The fool is happy, that he knows no more. |
| Party-spirit at best is but the madness of many for the gain of a few. |
