Quotes from Alexander Pope

How happy is the blameless vestal's lot! The world forgetting, by the world forgot. Eternal sunshine of the spotless mind! Each pray'r accepted, and each wish resign'd

Charms strike the sight, but merit wins the soul.

Fools rush in where angels fear to tread.

A little Learning is a dangerous Thing.

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.

A little learning is a dangerous thing. Drink deep, or taste not the Pierian Spring; There shallow draughts intoxicate the brain, and drinking largely sobers us again.

What Reason weaves, by Passion is undone.

Hope springs eternal in the human breast; Man never Is, but always To be blest. The soul, uneasy, and confin'd from home, Rests and expatiates in a life to come.

Wise wretch! with pleasures too refined to please, With too much spirit to be e'er at ease, With too much quickness ever to be taught, With too much thinking to have common thought: You purchase pain with all that joy can give, And die of nothing but a rage to live.

Act well your part; there all the honour lies.

If you want to know what God thinks about money just look at the people He gives it to.

Beauties in vain their pretty eyes may roll; Charms strike the sight, but merit wins the soul.

You purchase pain with all that joy can give and die of nothing but a rage to live.

Nature and Nature's laws lay hid in night: God said, Let Newton be! and all was light.

Some people will never learn anything, for this reason, because they understand everything too soon.

Do good by stealth, and blush to find it fame.

Our judgments, like our watches, none go just alike, yet each believes his own

To wake the soul by tender strokes of art, To raise the genius, and to mend the heart

True ease in writing comes from art, not chance, As those move easiest who have learn'd to dance.

Death, only death, can break the lasting chain; And here, ev'n then, shall my cold dust remain

Men must be taught as if you taught them not, And things unknown propos'd as things forgot.

If I am right, Thy grace impart Still in the right to stay; If I am wrong, O, teach my heart To find that better way!

No woman ever hates a man for being in love with her; but mainly a woman hates a man for being her friend.

All Nature is but art, unknown to thee All chance, direction, which thou canst not see; All discord, harmony not understood; All partial evil, universal good.