If Passion Rules, How Weak Does Reason

To Take Up Half On Trust, And Half To Try, Name It Not Faith But Bungling Bigotry.

I Maintain, Against The Enemies Of The Stage, That Patterns Of Piety, Decently Represented, May Second The Precepts.

Truth Is The Foundation Of All Knowledge And The Cement Of All Societies.

You See Through Love, And That Deludes Your Sight, As What Is Straight Seems Crooked Through The Water.

Great Wits Are Sure To Madness Near Allied, And Thin Partitions Do Their Bounds Divide.