“Titles are marks of honest men, and wise;
The fool or knave that wears a title lies.”
Satire I, l. 145.
Love of Fame (1725-1728)
“Titles are marks of honest men, and wise;
The fool or knave that wears a title lies.”
Satire I, l. 145.
Love of Fame (1725-1728)
“The man that blushes is not quite a brute.”
Source: Night-Thoughts (1742–1745), Night VII, Line 496.
“Man makes a death which Nature never made.”
Source: Night-Thoughts (1742–1745), Night IV, Line 15.
“Tis greatly wise to talk with our past hours,
And ask them what report they bore to heaven.”
Source: Night-Thoughts (1742–1745), Night II, Line 376.
“For her own breakfast she'll project a scheme,
Nor take her tea without a strategem.”
Satire VI, l. 187.
Love of Fame (1725-1728)
“And what its worth, ask death-beds; they can tell.”
Source: Night-Thoughts (1742–1745), Night II, Line 51.
Source: Night-Thoughts (1742–1745), Night II, Line 90.
“Life is the desert, life the solitude;
Death joins us to the great majority.”
The Revenge, Act IV, sc. i.
Source: Night-Thoughts (1742–1745), Night V, Line 627.
“Poor pensioner on the bounties of an hour.”
Source: Night-Thoughts (1742–1745), Night I, Line 67.
“Truth never was indebted to a lie.”
Source: Night-Thoughts (1742–1745), Night VIII, Line 587.
“How commentators each dark passage shun,
And hold their farthing candle to the sun.”
Satire VII, l. 97.
Love of Fame (1725-1728)
“A Christian is the highest style of man.”
Source: Night-Thoughts (1742–1745), Night IV, Line 788.
“A soul without reflection, like a pile
Without inhabitant, to ruin runs.”
Source: Night-Thoughts (1742–1745), Night V, Line 596.
Source: Night-Thoughts (1742–1745), Night I, Line 18.
“Some for renown, on scraps of learning dote,
And think they grow immortal as they quote.”
Satire I, l. 89.
Love of Fame (1725-1728)
“Friendship's the wine of life; but friendship new
(Not such was his) is neither strong nor pure.”
Source: Night-Thoughts (1742–1745), Night II, Line 582.
“Souls made of fire, and children of the sun,
With whom revenge is virtue.”
The Revenge, Act V, sc. ii.
“An angel's arm can't snatch me from the grave;
Legions of angels can't confine me there.”
Source: Night-Thoughts (1742–1745), Night I, Line 89.
Source: Night-Thoughts (1742–1745), Night I, Line 212.