A Christian is the highest style of man. |
A friend is worth all hazards we can run. |
A God all mercy is a God unjust |
A soul without reflection, like a pile Without inhabitant, to ruin runs. |
Accept a miracle instead of wit and see two dull lines with Stanhope's pencil writ. |
All men think all men mortal, but themselves |
Ambition! powerful source of good and ill! |
An angel's arm can't snatch me from the grave; legions of angels can't confine me there |
At thirty man suspects himself a fool; Knows it at forty, and reforms his plan; At fifty chides his infamous delay, Pushes his prudent purpose to resolve; In all the magnanimity of thought Resolves; and re-resolves; then dies the same |
Be wise with speed; a fool at forty is a fool indeed. |
Be wise with speed; a fool at forty is a fool indeed. |
By all means use some time to be alone. |
By night an atheist half believes in a God |
For her own breakfast she'll project a scheme, Nor take her tea without a stratagem |
Friendship's the wine of life: but friendship new... is neither strong nor pure. |