Alexander Pope
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"Alexander Pope", an English poet best known for his An Essay on Criticism/Essay on Criticism, The Rape of the Lock and The Dunciad

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"Alexander Pope" (21 May 1688 – 30 May 1744) was an 18th-century English poet, best known for his satirical verse and for his translation of Homer. Famous for his use of the heroic couplet, he is the third-most frequently quoted writer in The Oxford Dictionary of Quotations, after William Shakespeare/Shakespeare and Alfred, Lord Tennyson/Tennyson.

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Wit is the lowest form of humor.

What will a child learn sooner than a song?

See my lips tremble, and my eye-balls roll,/ Suck my last breath, and catch my flying soul!

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

It is with our judgments as with our watches; no two go just alike, yet each believes his own.

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

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

Satire's my weapon, but I'm too discreet To run amuck, and tilt at all I meet.

How happy is the blameless vestal's lot! The world forgetting, by the world forgot. Eternal sunshine of the spotless mind! Each pray'r accepted, and each wish resign'd;.

A family is but too often a commonwealth of malignants.

Envy will merit, as its shade, pursue, But, like the shadow, proves the substance true.

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

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

Be thou the first true merit to befriend, his praise is lost who stays till all commend.

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!

Fools admire, but men of sense approve.

Hope springs eternal in the human breast; Man never Is, but always To be blest: The soul, uneasy and confin'd from home, Rests and expatiates in a life to come.

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

The general cry is against ingratitude, but the complaint is misplaced, it should be against vanity; none but direct villains are capable of willful ingratitude; but almost everybody is capable of thinking he hath done more that another deserves, while the other thinks he hath received less than he deserves.

He who tells a lie is not sensible of how great a task he undertakes; for he must be forced to invent twenty more to maintain that one.

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.

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

Blessed is he who expects nothing, for he shall never be disappointed.

An honest man is the noblest work of God.

Ten censure wrong, for one that writes amiss.

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

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

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.

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

To err is human, to forgive divine.

Man: the glory, jest, and riddle of the world.

A man should never be ashamed to own he has been wrong, which is but saying, that he is wiser today than he was yesterday.

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

Fools rush in where angels fear to tread.

Thus let me live, unseen, unknown; thus unlamented let me die; steal from the world, and not a stone tell where I lie.

Where'er you walk, cool glades shall fan the glade / Trees, where you sit, shall crowd into a shade: / Where'er you tread, the blusing flow'rs shall rise, / And all things flourish where you turn your eyes.

Amusement is the happiness of those who cannot think.

Such laboured' nothings in so strange a style amaze the un-learned and make the learned smile.

Hope springs eternal in the human breast: Man never is, but always To be Blest.

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

Nor Fame I slight, nor her favors call; She comes unlook'd for, if she comes at all.