Alexander Pope Quotes

Hope springs eternal in the human breast: Man never is, but always to be blest. The soul, uneasy and confined from home, Rests and expatiates in a life to come.

Hope travels through, nor quits us when we die.

A wit’s a feather, and a chief a rod; An honest man’s the noblest work of God.

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.

Many men have been capable of doing a wise thing, more a cunning thing, but very few a generous thing.

Drink is the feast of reason and the flow of soul.

A little learning is a dangerous thing: Drink deep or taste not the Pierian spring; There shallow draughts intoxicate the brain, And drinking largely sobers us again.

You eat, in dreams, the custard of the day.

Know then thyself, presume not God to scan; The proper study of mankind is man. Placed in an isthmus of a middle state, A being darkly wise and rudely great: With too much knowledge for the sceptic sice, With too much weakness for the stoic’s pride, He hangs between; in doubt to act or rest; […]

How prone to doubt, how cautious are the wise!