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.
Weitere Zitate von Alexander Pope
Zum Autor"Till tired he sleeps and life's poor play is o'er."
"All are but parts of one stupendous whole Whose body Nature is and God the soul."
"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."
"Get place and wealth if possible with grace If not by any means get wealth and place."
"Not to go back is somewhat to advance. And men must walk at least before they dance."
"Men would be angels Angels would be gods."