Vast chain of Being, which from God began, Natures aethereal, human, angel, man,...

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Fools rush in where angels fear to tread.

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Damn with faint praise, assent with civil leer, And without sneering teach the rest to sneer; Willing to wound, and yet afraid to strike, Just hint a fault, and hesitate dislike; Alike reserv'd to blame, or to commend, A tim'rous foe, and a suspicious friend.

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Remembrance and reflection how allied. What thin partitions divides sense from thought.

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To err is human; to forgive, divine.
Forgiveness

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They dream in courtship, but in wedlock wake.

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On life's vast ocean diversely we sail. Reasons the card, but passion the gale.

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Never elated when someone's oppressed, never dejected when another one's blessed.

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Our passions are like convulsion fits, which, though they make us stronger for a time, leave us the weaker ever after.

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Scarfs, garters, gold, amuse his riper stage, And beads and prayer-books are the toys of age:...

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Teach me to feel another's woe. To hide the fault I see: That the mercy I show to others; that mercy also show to me.

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And die of nothing but a rage to live.

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The hungry judges soon the sentence sign, and wretches hang that jurymen may dine.

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To be angry is to revenge the faults of others on ourselves.

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Blest paper-credit! last and best supply! That lends corruption lighter wings to fly!

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The worst of madmen is a saint run mad.

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A person who is too nice an observer of the business of the crowd, like one who is too curious in observing the labor of bees, will often be stung for his curiosity.

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Health consists with temperance alone.

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Wit is the lowest form of humor.
Humor

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But Satan now is wiser than of yore, and tempts by making rich, not making poor.

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

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A wit with dunces, and a dunce with wits.

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Fools admire, but men of sense approve.

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The Muse but served to ease some friend, not wife, To help me through this long disease, my life;

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On wrongs swift vengeance waits.

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Passions are the gales of life.

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And all who told it added something new, and all who heard it, made enlargements too.

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Know then this truth, enough for man to know virtue alone is happiness below.

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Some old men, continually praise the time of their youth. In fact, you would almost think that there were no fools in their days, but unluckily they themselves are left as an example.

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A family is but too often a commonwealth of malignants.

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