Mankind Is Unamendable.

Education Forms The Common Mind. Just As The Twig Is Bent, The Tree's Inclined.

The Zeal Of Fools Offends At Any Time.

Die Of A Rose In Aromatic Pain.

As With Narrow-necked Bottles; The Less They Have In Them, The More Noise They Make In Pouring Out.

I Lose My Patience, And I Own It Too, When Works Are Censur'd, Not As Bad But New; While If Our Elders Break All Reason's Laws, These Fools Demand Not Pardon But Applause.