Like bubbles on the sea of matter borne, they rise, they break, and to that sea return.
The learned is happy, nature to explore; The fool is happy, that he knows no more.
And die of nothing but a rage to live.
Woman's at best a contradiction still.
Know, Nature's children all divide her care; The fur that warms a monarch, warmed a bear. While man exclaims, See all things for my use! See man for mine! replies a pampered goose: And just as short of reason he must fall, Who thinks all made for one, not one for all.
True politeness consists in being easy one's self, and in making every one about one as easy as one can.