What so tedious as a twice-told tale?

Not to go back is somewhat to advance. And men must walk at least before they dance.

Till tired he sleeps and life's poor play is o'er.

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.

The vanity of human life is like a river constantly passing away and yet constantly coming on.

Men would be angels Angels would be gods.