And Not A Vanity Is Given In

The World Is A Thing We Must Of Necessity Either Laugh At Or Be Angry At; If We Laugh At It, They Say We Are Proud; If We Are Angry At It, They Say We Are Ill-natured.

"with Ev'ry Pleasing, Ev'ry Prudent Part, Say, What Can Chloe Want?"-she Wants A Heart.

You Purchase Pain With All That Joy Can Give And Die Of Nothing But A Rage To Live.

Hope Springs Eternal In The Human Breast: Man Never Is, But Always To Be Blest.

Worth Makes The Man, And Want Of It The Fellow; The Rest Is All But Leather And Prunello.