What is it to be wise? ‘Tis but to know how little can be known, To see all others’ faults, and feel our own.
ALEXANDER POPEWhat some call health, if purchased by perpetual anxiety about diet, isn’t much better than tedious disease.
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O peace! how many wars were waged in thy name.
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What some call health, if purchased by perpetual anxiety about diet, isn’t much better than tedious disease.
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What then remains, but well our power to use, And keep good-humor still whate’er we lose? And trust me, dear, good-humor can prevail, When airs, and flights, and screams, and scolding fail.
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Get your enemy to read your works in order to mend them, for your friend is so much your second self that he will judge too like you.
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An obstinate person does not hold opinions; they hold them.
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Physicians are in general the most amiable companions and the best friends, as well as the most learned men I know.
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Of all the causes which conspire to blind Man’s erring judgement, and misguide the mind, What the weak head with strongest bias rules, Is PRIDE, the never-failing vice of fools.
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True ease in writing comes from art, not chance, As those move easiest who have learned to dance.
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He best can paint them who shall feel them most.
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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.
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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.
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What will a child learn sooner than a song?
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Hope springs eternal in the human breast: Man never is, but always To be Blest.
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As the twig is bent, so grows the tree.
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Great oaks grow from little acorns. He has a green thumb. He has green fingers. He’s sowing his wild oats. Here Ceres’ gifts in waving prospect stand, And nodding tempt the joyful reaper’s hand.
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