Folly Often Goes Beyond Her Bounds, But

Minds That Are Great And Free, Should Not On Fortune Pause: 'tis Crown Enough To Virtue Still, Her Own Applause.

Confound These Ancestors... They've Stolen Our Best Ideas!

No Glass Renders A Man's Form Or Likeness So True As His Speech.

Thy Praise Or Dispraise Is To Me Alike; One Doth Not Stroke Me, Nor The Other Strike.

Cares That Have Entered Once In The Breast, Will Have Whole Possession Of The Rest.