Quotes by Alexander Pope
A work of art that contains theories is like an object on which the price tag has been left.
Histories are more full of examples of the fidelity of dogs than of friends.
Fools rush in where angels fear to tread.
If a man's character is to be abused there's nobody like a relative to do the business.
So vast is art, so narrow human wit.
But blind to former as to future fate, What mortal knows his pre-existent state?
Blest paper-credit! last and best supply! That lends corruption lighter wings to fly!
To err is human; to forgive, divine.
There goes a saying, and 'twas shrewdly said, "Old fish at table, but young flesh in bed."
Remembrance and reflection how allied. What thin partitions divides sense from thought.
Some old men, continually praise the time of their youth. In fact, you would almost think that there were no fools in their days, but unluckily they themselves are left as an example.
The hungry judges soon the sentence sign, and wretches hang that jurymen may dine.
Nature and Nature's laws lay hid in night: God said, "Let Newton be!" and all was light.
Know then this truth, enough for man to know virtue alone is happiness below.
An honest man's the noblest work of God.
A man should never be ashamed to own he has been in the wrong, which is but saying, in other words, that he is wiser today than he was yesterday.
The appearance and disappearance of the Universe are pictured as an outbreathing and inbreathing of "the Great Breath," which is eternal, and which, being Motion, is one of the three aspects of the Absolute - Abstract Space and Duration being the other two.
Wit is the lowest form of humor.
Pride is still aiming at the best houses: Men would be angels, angels would be gods. Aspiring to be gods, if angels fell; aspiring to be angels men rebel.
Hope springs eternal in the human breast: Man never is, but always To be Blest.
Extremes in nature equal ends produce; In man they join to some mysterious use.
Aurora now, fair daughter of the dawn, Sprinkled with rosy light the dewy lawn.
What some call health, if purchased by perpetual anxiety about diet, isn't much better than tedious disease.
Who shall decide when doctors disagree, And soundest casuists doubt, like you and me?
One science only will one genius fit; so vast is art, so narrow human wit.
