Date: 1737
"Talk what you will of Taste, my Friend, you'll find, / Two of a Face, as soon as of a Mind."
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Date: 1737
"With Terrors round can Reason hold her throne / Despise the known, nor tremble at th'unknown?"
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Date: 1737, 1743
"It is not so much the being exempt from Faults, as the having overcome them, that is an Advantage to us; it being with the Follies of the Mind as with the Weeds of a Field, which, if destroyed and consumed upon the place of their Birth, enrich and improve it more than if none had ever sprung the...
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Date: 1737, 1743
"The best way to prove the clearness of our mind, is by shewing its Faults; as when a Stream discovers the Dirt at the bottom, it convinceth us of the transparency and purity of the Water."
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Date: 1737, 1743
"Our Passions are like Convulsion-Fits, which, although they make us stronger for the time, leave us the weaker ever after."
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Date: 1737, 1743
"Superstition is the Spleen of the Soul."
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Date: 1737, 1743
"It is with narrow-soul'd People as with narrow-neck'd Bottles: The less they have in them the more noise they make in pouring it out."
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Date: 1737, 1743
"Wit in Conversation is only a readiness of thought and a facility of Expression, or (in the Midwives Phrase) a quick Conception and an easie Delivery."
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Date: 1737, 1743
"We should manage our Thoughts in composing a Poem, as Shepherds do their Flowers in making a Garland; first select the Choicest, and then dispose them in the most proper places, where they give a Lusture to each other: Like the Feathers in Indian Crowns, which are so managed that every one refle...
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Date: 1737, 1743
"Some Men’s Wit is like a dark Lanthorn, which serves their own Turn, and guides them their own Way; but is never known (according to the Scripture Phrase) either to 'shine forth before Men', or to 'glorifie their Father who is in Heaven'."
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