The vanity of human life is like a river constantly passing away and yet constantly coming on.
Do good by stealth, and blush to find it fame.
Get place and wealth if possible with grace If not by any means get wealth and place.
What so tedious as a twice-told tale?
Men would be angels Angels would be gods.
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.
Know thyself, presume not God to scan;The proper study of mankind is man.
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