Alexander Pope Quotes - Page 23
But Satan now is wiser than of yore, and tempts by making rich, not making poor.
The learned is happy, nature to explore; The fool is happy, that he knows no more.
How happy is the blameless vestal's lot? The world forgetting, by the world forgot.
To Him no high, no low, no great, no small; He fills, He bounds, connects and equals all!
There is a certain majesty in simplicity which is far above all the quaintness of wit.
Slave to no sect, who takes no private road, But looks through Nature up to Nature's God.
Remembrance and reflection how allied. What thin partitions divides sense from thought.
Fickle Fortune reigns, and, undiscerning, scatters crowns and chains.
'Tis not enough your counsel still be true; Blunt truths more mischief than nice falsehoods do.
Whate'er the passion, knowledge, fame, or pelf, Not one will change his neighbor with himself.
Know then this truth, enough for man to know virtue alone is happiness below.
Behold the child, by Nature's kindly law pleased with a rattle, tickled with a straw.