Maxioms by Alexander Pope
Worth makes the man, and want of it the fellow;
The rest is all but leather and prunello.
Worth makes the man, and want of it the fellow;
The rest is all but leather and prunello.
Poets heap virtues, painters gems, at will,
And show their zeal, and hide their want of skill.
Poets heap virtues, painters gems, at will,
And show their zeal, and hide their want of skill.
Some people will never learn anything, for this reason, because they understand everything too soon.
Some people will never learn anything, for this reason, because they understand everything too soon.
It is part of the cure to wish to be cured.
[Lat., Pars sanitatis velle sanari fruit.]
It is part of the cure to wish to be cured.
[Lat., Pars sanitatis velle sanari fruit.]
Nature made every fop to plague his brother,
Just as one beauty mortifies another.
Nature made every fop to plague his brother,
Just as one beauty mortifies another.
