Quotes By Alexander Pope

The world forgetting, by the world forgot.

Not to go back is somewhat to advance, and men must walk, at least, before they dance.

Histories are more full of examples of the fidelity of dogs than of friends.

Hope travels through, nor quits us when we die.

Of Manners gentle, of Affections mild; In Wit a man; Simplicity, a child.

What some call health, if purchased by perpetual anxiety about diet, isn't much better than tedious disease.

Education forms the common mind. Just as the twig is bent, the tree's inclined.

One science only will one genius fit; so vast is art, so narrow human wit.

Not always actions show the man; we find who does a kindness is not therefore kind.

Slave to no sect, who takes no private road, But looks through Nature up to Nature's God.

Like Cato, give his little senate laws, and sit attentive to his own applause.

Man never thinks himself happy, but when he enjoys those things which others want or desire.

Pride is still aiming at the best houses: Men would be angels, angels would be gods. Aspiring to be gods, if angels fell; aspiring to be angels men rebel.

Order is heaven's first law.

The vulgar boil, the learned roast, an egg.

On wrongs swift vengeance waits.

And, after all, what is a lie? 'Tis but the truth in a masquerade.

Teach me to feel another's woe, to hide the fault I see, that mercy I to others show, that mercy show to me.

They dream in courtship, but in wedlock wake.

Lo, what huge heaps of littleness around!

Satan is wiser now than before, and tempts by making rich instead of poor.

For Forms of Government let fools contest; whatever is best administered is best.

Never was it given to mortal man - To lie so boldly as we women can.

Lulled in the countless chambers of the brain, our thoughts are linked by many a hidden chain; awake but one, and in, what myriads rise!

The learned is happy, nature to explore; The fool is happy, that he knows no more.

But blind to former as to future fate, what mortal knows his pre-existent state?

Lo! The poor Indian, whose untutored mind sees God in clouds, or hears him in the wind.

If a man's character is to be abused there's nobody like a relative to do the business.

For fools rush in where angels fear to tread.

Be not the first by whom the new are tried, Nor yet the last to lay the old aside.