Let Argument Bear No Unmusical Sound.

Popular Men, They Must Create Strange Monsters, And Then Quell Them, To Make Their Arts Seem Something.

There Is No Doctrine Will Do Good Where Nature Is Wanting.

Hell Itself Must Yield To Industry.

I Have Been At My Book; And Am Now Past The Craggy Paths Of Study, And Come To The Flowery Plains Of Honour And Reputation

He Who Is Taught Only By Himself Has A Fool For A Master.