Alexander Pope Quotes
Most popular Alexander Pope Quotes
How vast a memory has Love!
Persuasion is better than force.
At every word a reputation dies.
To err is human, to forgive divine.
The proper study of Mankind is Man.
All gardening is landscape painting.
One science only will one genius fit.
Nature requires little — fancy, much.
Health consists with temperance alone.
Not to go back is somewhat to advance.
Who shall decide when doctors disagree?
A little learning is a dangerous thing.
An honest man's the noblest work of God.
Truth shines the brighter clad in verse.
Keep good humor still, whatever we lose.
A little knowledge is a dangerous thing.
Take the tone of the company you are in.
Fools rush in where angels fear to tread.
Hope springs eternal in the human breast.
Who love too much hate in the same extreme.
What will a child learn sooner than a song?
Absent or dead, still let a friend be dear.
Men dream in courtship, but in wedlock wake.
Sometimes Virtue starves, while Vice is fed.
They can paint them who shall feel them most.
Act well your part, there all the honor lies.
Those move easiest who have learned to dance.
Do good by stealth, and blush to find it fame.
Just as the twig is bent, the tree is inclined.
Their praise is lost who waits till all commend.
Authors, like coins, grow dear as they grow old.
Charms strike the sight, but merit wins the soul.
Heaven from all creatures hides the book of fate.
Charm strikes the sight, but merit wins the soul.
A family is but too often a commonwealth of malignants.
A family is but too often but a commonwealth of malignants.
To be angry is to revenge the fault of others upon ourselves.
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[Adolescence is the time] when the brisk minor pants for twenty-one.
A disputant no more cares for the truth than the sportsman for the hare.
Music resembles poetry; in each are nameless graces which no methods teach.
With Pleasure own your Errors past, And make each day a Critic on the last.
A man of business may talk of philosophy; a man who has none may practice it.
We may see the small value God has for riches, by the people he gives them to.
Satire's my weapon, but I'm too discreet To run amuck, and tilt at all I meet.
O happiness! Our being's end and aim! For which we bear to live, or dare to die.
All seems infected that the infected spy As all looks yellow to a jaundiced eye.
In faith and hope the world will disagree, but all mankind's concern is charity.
The ruling passion, be it what it will, the ruling passion conquers reason still.
Tis education forms the common mind; just as the twig is bent the tree's inclined.
All are but parts of one stupendous whole, whose body Nature is, and God the soul.
For critics, as they are birds of prey, have ever a natural inclination to carrion.
Unblemished let me live or die unknown; Oh, grant an honest fame, or grant me none!
How index-learning turns no student pale, Yet holds the eel of science by the tail!
A little learning is a dangerous thing; Drink deep, or taste not the Pierian spring.
Is that a birthday? 'tis, alas! too clear; 'Tis but the funeral of the former year.
To wake the soul by tender strokes of art, to raise the genius, and to mend of heart.
To whom can riches give repute, or trust, content, or pleasure, but the good and just?
A brave man struggling in the storms of fate, and greatly falling with a falling state.
Nature and Nature's laws lay hid in night: God said, "Let Newton be" and all was light.
Nor fame I slight, nor for her favors call; she comes unlooked for, if she comes at all.
There is no study that is not capable of delighting us after a little application to it.
It is not strength, but art, obtains the prize. And to be swift is less than to be wise.
Love, free as air at sight of human ties, spreads its light wings, and in a moment flies.
Years following years steal something every day; At last they steal us from ourselves away.
'Tis with our judgments as our watches; none go just alike, yet each believes his own watch.
Beauties in vain their pretty eyes may roll; Charms strike the sight, but merit wins the soul.
Words are like leaves; and where they most abound, much fruit of sense beneath is rarely found.
True ease in writing comes from art, not chance, as those move easiest who have learned to dance.
I never knew any man in my life who could not bear another's misfortune perfectly like a Christian.
Some people will never learn anything, for this reason, because they understand everything too soon.
What some call health, if purchased by perpetual anxiety about diet, isn't much better than tedious disease.
Teach me to feel another's woe, To hide the fault I see; That mercy I to others show, That mercy show to me.
What is it to be wise? 'Tis but to know how little can be known — to see all other's faults and feel our own.
It is very natural for a young friend and a young lover to think the persons they love have nothing to do but to please them.
It is with narrow-souled people as with narrow-necked bottles; the less they have in it, the more noise they make in pouring it out.
"Blessed is the man who expects nothing, for he shall never be disappointed" was the ninth beatitude which a man of wit...added to the eighth.
Old men, for the most part, are like old chronicles that give you dull but true accounts of times past, and are worth knowing only on that score.
A man should never be ashamed to own that he had been in the wrong, which is but saying, in other words, that he is wiser today than he was yesterday.
A man should never be ashamed to own that he has been in the wrong, which is but saying, in other words, that he is wiser today than he was yesterday.
Wit in conversation is only a readiness of thought and a facility of expression, or (in the midwives' phrase) a quick conception, and an easy delivery.
Vice is a monster of so frightful mien As to be hated, needs but to be seen; But seen too oft, familiar with her face, We first endure, then pity, then embrace.
One Simile, that solitary shines In the dry desert of a thousand lines, Or lengthen'd Thought that gleams through many a page, Has sanctify'd whole poems for an age.
Praise is like ambergris; a little whiff of it, and by snatches, is very agreeable; but when a man holds a whole lump of it to your nose, it is a stink, and strikes you down.
Of all the causes which conspire to blind Man's erring judgment, and misguide the mind, What the weak head with strongest bias rules Is Pride, the never-failing vice of fools.
Beauty draws us with a single hair.
To err is human; to forgive, divine.
To err is human, to forgive, divine.
In Faith and Hope the world will disagree, But all mankind's concern is charity.
The ruling passion, be it what it will. The ruling passion conquers reason still.
'Tis education forms the common mind, Just as the twig is bent, the tree's inclined.
Words are like leaves; and where they most abound, Much fruit of sense beneath is rarely found.
True ease in writing comes from art, not chance, As those move easiest who have learned to dance.
Music resembles poetry; in each Are nameless graces which no methods teach, And which a master-hand alone can reach.
