“There is a majesty in simplicity.”

We may see the small value God has for riches, by the people he gives them to.

To swear is neither brave, polite, nor wise.

Words are like Leaves; and where they most abound, Much Fruit of Sense beneath is rarely found.

As with narrow-necked bottles; the less they have in them, the more noise they make in pouring out.

There is but one way I know of conversing safely with all men; that is, not by concealing what we say or do, but by saying or doing nothing that deserves to be concealed.

And seem to walk on wings, and tread in air.

True ease in writing comes from art, not chance, As those move easiest who have learned to dance.

Women use lovers as they do cards; they play with them a while, and when they have got all they can by them, throw them away, call for new ones, and then perhaps lose by the new all they got by the old ones.

You purchase pain with all that joy can give and die of nothing but a rage to live.

A little learning is a dangerous thing.

To wake the soul by tender strokes of art, To raise the genius, and to mend the heart.

A little learning is a dangerous thing; Drink deep, or taste not the Pierian spring.

To be angry is to revenge the faults of others on ourselves.

Truth needs not flowers of speech.

This long disease, my life.

Teach me to feel another’s woe, to hide the fault I see, that mercy I to others show, that mercy show to me.