Alexander Pope

Alexander Pope

Alexander Pope (21 May 1688 – 30 May 1744) was an 18th-century English poet. He is best known for his satirical verse and for his translation of Homer, and he is also famous for his use of the heroic couplet. He is the second-most frequently quoted writer in The Oxford Dictionary of Quotations after Shakespeare.

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Health consists with temperance alone.

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.

Not to go back is somewhat to advance, and men must walk at least before they dance.

Education forms the common mind. Just as the twig is bent the tree's inclined.

Those move easiest who have learn'd to dance.

Is pride the never-failing vice of fools?

How happy is the blameless vestal's lot? The world forgetting, by the world forgot.

Behold the child, by Nature's kindly law pleased with a rattle, tickled with a straw.

Fondly we think we honor merit then, When we but praise ourselves in other men.

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

Trust not yourself, but your defects to know, make use of every friend, and every foe.

Hope springs eternal in the human breast: Man never is but always to be blest.

Never find fault with the absent.

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.

Fools rush in where angels fear to tread.

Men would be angels, angels would be gods.

Histories are more full of examples of the fidelity of dogs than of friends.

Hope travels through nor quits us when we die.

Happy the man whose wish and care a few paternal acres bound, content to breathe his native air in his own ground.

To err is human, to forgive divine.

The worst of madmen is a saint run mad.

But Satan now is wiser than of yore and tempts by making rich not making poor.

Men must be taught as if you taught them not and things unknown proposed as things forgot.

And die of nothing but a rage to live.

Gentle dullness ever loves a joke.

Know then this truth enough for man to know virtue alone is happiness below.

Lo! The poor Indian whose untutored mind sees God in clouds or hears him in the wind.

The way of the Creative works through change and transformation so that each thing receives its true nature and destiny and comes into permanent accord with the Great Harmony: this is what furthers and what perseveres.

True politeness consists in being easy one's self and in making every one about one as easy as one can.

Get place and wealth if possible with grace, if not by any means get wealth and place.

In words as fashions the same rule will hold, Alike fantastic if too new or old: Be not the first by whom the new are tried Nor yet the last to lay the old aside.

The world forgetting by the world forgot.

Many men have been capable of doing a wise thing more a cunning thing but very few a generous thing.

Wit is the lowest form of humor.

A wit with dunces and a dunce with wits.

Charms strike the sight but merit wins the soul.

Remembrance and reflection how allied. What thin partitions divides sense from thought.

The most positive men are the most credulous.

At ev'ry word a reputation dies.

And all who told it added something new and all who heard it made enlargements too.

Our passions are like convulsion fits which though they make us stronger for a time leave us the weaker ever after.

Praise undeserved is satire in disguise.

Nature and nature's laws lay hid in the night. God said Let Newton be! and all was light!

One science only will one genius fit, so vast is art so narrow human wit.

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

How shall I lose the sin yet keep the sense and love the offender yet detest the offence?

Whoever thinks a faultless piece to see Thinks what ne'er was nor is nor e'er shall be.

They dream in courtship but in wedlock wake.

An honest man's the noblest work of God.

Lo what huge heaps of littleness around!

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.

On wrongs swift vengeance waits.

Some people will never learn anything for this reason because they understand everything too soon.

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

The learned is happy nature to explore, The fool is happy that he knows no more.

Fools admire but men of sense approve.

Genius creates and taste preserves. Taste is the good sense of genius, without taste genius is only sublime folly.

For modes of faith let graceless zealots fight His can't be wrong whose life is in the right.

'Tis education forms the common mind, just as the twig is bent the tree's inclined.

For Forms of Government let fools contest, whatever is best administered is best.

Who shall decide when doctors disagree And soundest casuists doubt like you and me?

Woman's at best a contradiction still.

Act well your part there all the honour lies.

The bookful blockhead ignorantly read With loads of learned lumber in his head.

Not always actions show the man, we find who does a kindness is not therefore kind.

Slave to no sect who takes no private road But looks through Nature up to Nature's God.

There is a certain majesty in simplicity which is far above all the quaintness of wit.

So vast is art so narrow human wit.

Lulled in the countless chambers of the brain our thoughts are linked by many a hidden chain, awake but one and in what myriads rise!

The hungry judges soon the sentence sign and wretches hang that jurymen may dine.

All nature is but art unknown to thee.

Never was it given to mortal man - To lie so boldly as we women can.

Tis but a part we see and not a whole.

A work of art that contains theories is like an object on which the price tag has been left.

And after all what is a lie? 'Tis but the truth in a masquerade.

How prone to doubt how cautious are the wise!

Extremes in nature equal ends produce, In man they join to some mysterious use.

Honor and shame from no condition rise. Act well your part: there all the honor lies.

Satan is wiser now than before and tempts by making rich instead of poor.

If a man's character is to be abused there's nobody like a relative to do the business.

Man never thinks himself happy but when he enjoys those things which others want or desire.

Know then thyself presume not God to scan, The proper study of mankind is man.

Order is heaven's first law.

Beauties in vain their pretty eyes may roll, charms strike the sight but merit wins the soul.

Of Manners gentle of Affections mild, In Wit a man, Simplicity a child.

The difference is too nice - Where ends the virtue or begins the vice.

The ruling passion be it what it will. The ruling passion conquers reason still.

Be not the first by whom the new are tried Nor yet the last to lay the old aside.

All are but parts of one stupendous whole Whose body Nature is and God the soul.

But blind to former as to future fate what mortal knows his pre-existent state?

Never elated when someone's oppressed never dejected when another one's blessed.

To observations which ourselves we make we grow more partial for th' observer's sake.

Virtue she finds too painful an endeavour content to dwell in decencies for ever.

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

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.

What some call health if purchased by perpetual anxiety about diet isn't much better than tedious disease.

Passions are the gales of life.

'Tis not enough your counsel still be true, Blunt truths more mischief than nice falsehoods do.

The proper study of Mankind is Man.

The same ambition can destroy or save and make a patriot as it makes a knave.

A God without dominion, providence and final causes is nothing else but fate and nature.

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.

Blessed is the man who expects nothing for he shall never be disappointed was the ninth beatitude.

The greatest magnifying glasses in the world are a man's own eyes when they look upon his own person.

The vulgar boil the learned roast an egg.

On life's vast ocean diversely we sail. Reasons the card but passion the gale.

A person who is too nice an observer of the business of the crowd like one who is too curious in observing the labor of bees will often be stung for his curiosity.

Party-spirit at best is but the madness of many for the gain of a few.

Like Cato give his little senate laws and sit attentive to his own applause.