A Youth Of Frolic, An Old Age

Did Some More Sober Critics Come Abroad? If Wrong, I Smil'd; If Right, I Kiss'd The Rod.

Lo! The Poor Indian, Whose Untutored Mind Sees God In Clouds, Or Hears Him In The Wind.

He Best Can Paint Them Who Shall Feel Them Most.

The Only Time You Run Out Of Chances Is When You Stop Taking Them

The Proper Study Of Mankind Is Man.