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.
Happy the man whose wish and care a few paternal acres bound, content to breathe his native air in his own ground.
And all who told it added something new, and all who heard it, made enlargements too.
No one should be ashamed to admit he is wrong, which is but saying, in other words, that he is wiser today than he was yesterday.
Of Manners gentle, of Affections mild; In Wit a man; Simplicity, a child.
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.
Remembrance and reflection how allied. What thin partitions divides sense from thought.
What some call health, if purchased by perpetual anxiety about diet, isn't much better than tedious disease.
Like Cato, give his little senate laws, and sit attentive to his own applause.
Fools admire, but men of sense approve.
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.
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!
Beauties in vain their pretty eyes may roll; charms strike the sight, but merit wins the soul.
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.
Behold the child, by Nature's kindly law pleased with a rattle, tickled with a straw.
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.
Know then this truth, enough for man to know virtue alone is happiness below.
Education forms the common mind. Just as the twig is bent, the tree's inclined.
'Tis education forms the common mind; just as the twig is bent the tree's inclined.
How happy is the blameless vestal's lot? The world forgetting, by the world forgot.