Like Cato, Give His Little Senate Laws,

Sure Of Their Qualities And Demanding Praise, More Go To Ruined Fortunes Than Are Raised.

Authors, Like Coins, Grow Dear As They Grow Old.

Amusement Is The Happiness Of Those Who Cannot Think.

Like Following Life Through Creatures You Dissect, You Lose It In The Moment You Detect.

There Should Be, Methinks, As Little Merit In Loving A Woman For Her Beauty As In Loving A Man For His Prosperity; Both Being Equally Subject To Change.