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• Great wits are sure to madness near allied, And thin partitions do their bounds divide.
  -- John Dryden (1631-1700) -- Absalom and Achitophel, Part i, Line 163...
• The spider's touch, how exquisitely fine! Feels at each thread, and lives along the line.
  -- Alexander Pope (1688-1744) -- Essay on Man, Epistle i, Line 217...
• Say first, of God above or man below, What can we reason but from what we know?
  -- Alexander Pope (1688-1744) -- Essay on Man, Epistle i, Line 17...
• Learn of the little nautilus to sail, Spread the thin oar, and catch the driving gale.
  -- Alexander Pope (1688-1744) -- Essay on Man, Epistle iii, Line 177...
• Die of a rose in aromatic pain.
  -- Alexander Pope (1688-1744) -- Essay on Man, Epistle i, Line 200...
• T is but a part we see, and not a whole.
  -- Alexander Pope (1688-1744) -- Essay on Man, Epistle i, Line 60...
• 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....
• Together let us beat this ample field, Try what the open, what the covert yield.
  -- Alexander Pope (1688-1744) -- Essay on Man, Epistle i, Line 9...
• Why has not man a microscopic eye? For this plain reason,--man is not a fly.
  -- Alexander Pope (1688-1744) -- Essay on Man, Epistle i, Line 193...