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• Those oft are stratagems which errors seem, Nor is it Homer nods, but we that dream.
  -- Alexander Pope (1688-1744) -- Essay on Criticism, Part i, Line 177...
• The bookful blockhead, ignorantly read, With loads of learned lumber in his head.
  -- Alexander Pope (1688-1744) -- Essay on Criticism, Part iii, Line 53...
• In words, as fashions, the same rule will hold, Alike fantastic if too new or old
  Be not the first by whom the new are tried, Nor yet the last to lay the old aside....
• Hills peep o'er hills, and Alps on Alps arise!
  -- Alexander Pope (1688-1744) -- Essay on Criticism, Part ii, Line 32...
• To err is human, to forgive divine.
  -- Alexander Pope (1688-1744) -- Essay on Criticism, Part ii, Line 325...
• True wit is Nature to advantage dress'd, What oft was thought, but ne'er so well express'd.
  -- Alexander Pope (1688-1744) -- Essay on Criticism, Part ii, Line 97...
• But thinks, admitted to that equal sky, His faithful dog shall bear him company.
  -- Alexander Pope (1688-1744) -- Essay on Man, Epistle i, Line 111...
• All seems infected that th' infected spy, As all looks yellow to the jaundic'd eye.
  -- Alexander Pope (1688-1744) -- Essay on Criticism, Part ii, Line 358...
• Envy will merit as its shade pursue, But like a shadow proves the substance true.
  -- Alexander Pope (1688-1744) -- Essay on Criticism, Part ii, Line 266...