Quotes by Alexander Pope

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Alexander Pope (May 22, 1688 May 30, 1744) is considered one of the greatest English poets of the eighteenth century. more

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To err is human, to forgive is divine.

Good God! how often are we to die before we go quite off this stage? In every friend we lose a part of ourselves, and the best part.
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.
Histories are more full of examples of the fidelity of dogs than of friends.
Teach me to feel another's Woe. To hide the Fault I see; That mercy I to others show, That Mercy show to me.
An excuse is worse than a lie, for an excuse is a lie, guarded.
Never elated when someone's oppressed, never dejected when another one's blessed.
Blessed is the man who expects nothing, for he shall never be disappointed was the ninth beatitude.
Satan is wiser now than before, and tempts by making rich instead of poor.
Remembrance and reflection how allied. What thin partitions divides sense from thought.
Charm strikes the sight, but merit wins the soul.
All looks yellow to a jaundiced eye.
Act well your part; there all honor lies.
An honest man's the noblest work of God.
To be angry is to revenge the faults of others on ourselves.
Many people are capable of doing a wise thing, more a cunning thing, but very few a generous thing.
Let me tell you I am better acquainted with you for a long absence, as men are with themselves for a long affliction: absence does but hold off a friend, to make one see him the truer.
To err is human, to forgive, divine.
On wrongs swift vengeance waits.
Men dream of courtship, but in wedlock wake.
At every trifle take offense, that always shows great pride or little sense.
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.
Know then thyself, presume not God to scan; The proper study of mankind is man.
There goes a saying, and 'twas shrewdly said, Old fish at table, but young flesh in bed.
At every word a reputation dies.
How shall I lose the sin, yet keep the sense, and love the offender, yet detest the offence?
We think our fathers fools, so wise we grow. Our wiser sons, no doubt will think us so.
The worst of madmen is a saint run mad.
Be not the first by which a new thing is tried, or the last to lay the old aside.
Men would be angels, angels would be gods.
Like Cato, give his little senate laws, and sit attentive to his own applause.
The hungry judges soon the sentence sign, and wretches hang that jurymen may dine.
They dream in courtship, but in wedlock wake.
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!
A man should never be ashamed to own that he is wrong, which is but saying in other words that he is wiser today than he was yesterday.
Two purposes in human nature rule. Self-love to urge, and reason to restrain.
All nature is but art unknown to thee.
One who is too wise an observer of the business of others, like one who is too curious in observing the labor of bees, will often be stung for his curiosity.
An obstinate person does not hold opinions; they hold them.
Order is Heaven's first law; and this confessed, some are, and must be, greater than the rest, more rich, more wise; but who infers from hence that such are happier, shocks all common sense. Condition, circumstance, is not the thing; bliss is the same in subject or in king.
Passions are the gales of life.
The ruling passion, be it what it will, The ruling passion conquers reason still.
Our passions are like convulsion fits, which, though they make us stronger for a time, leave us the weaker ever after.
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.
Praise undeserved, is satire in disguise.
Fondly we think we honor merit then, When we but praise ourselves in other men.
Not to go back is somewhat to advance, and men must walk, at least, before they dance.
On life's vast ocean diversely we sail. Reasons the card, but passion the gale.
Learn to live well, or fairly make your will; you played, and loved, and ate, and drunk your fill: walk sober off; before a sprightlier age comes tittering on, and shoves you from the stage: leave such to trifle with more grace and ease, whom Folly pleases, and whose Follies please.
One science only will one genius fit; so vast is art, so narrow human wit.
Trust not yourself, but your defects to know, make use of every friend and every foe.
By foreign hands thy humble grave adorned; By strangers honored, and by strangers mourned.
A little learning is a dangerous thing. Drink deep, or taste not the Pierian spring; There shallow draughts intoxicate the brain; And drinking largely sobers us again.
Curse on all laws, but those that love has made.
It is with our judgments as with our watches: no two go just alike, yet each believes his own.
You beat your Pate, and fancy Wit will come: Knock as you please, there's no body at home.
For virtue's self may too much zeal be had; the worst of madmen is a saint run mad.
But thousands die without or this or that, die, and endow a college, or a cat: To some, indeed, Heaven grants the happier fate, Tenrich a bastard, or a son they hate.
Die and endow a college or a cat.
Fix'd like a plan on his peculiar spot, to draw nutrition, propagate, and rot.

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