Misattributed To Alexander Pope Quotes

If you want to know what God thinks about money just look at the people He gives it to. ~ Alexander Pope

Great wits are to madness near allied
And thin partitions do their bounds divide. ~ John Dryden

What then remains, but well our power to use,
And keep good-humor still whate'er we lose?
And trust me, dear, good-humor can prevail,
When airs, and flights, and screams, and scolding fail. ~ Alexander Pope

Eve left Adam, to meet the Devil in private. ~ Alexander Pope

There is but one way I know of conversing safely with all men; that is, not by concealing what we say or do, but by saying or doing nothing that deserves to be concealed. ~ Alexander Pope

The lamb thy riot dooms to bleed today, Had he thy reason, would he skip and play? Pleas'd to the last he crops the flow'ry food, And licks the hand just rais'd to shed his blood. ~ Alexander Pope

All looks yellow to the jaundiced eye. [and therefore the solution is to fix the jaundiced eye.] ~ Alexander Pope

And see, my son! the hour is on its way,
That lifts the Goddess to imperial sway;
This favourite isle, long severed from her reign,
Doveline, she gathers to her wings again ~ Alexander Pope

While pensive poets painful vigils keep,
Sleepless themselves, to give their readers sleep. ~ Alexander Pope

A professor from UBC observed that he agreed with Alexander Pope about the ultimate unreality of evil. Seen from the highest point of metaphysics. To a rational mind, nothing bad ever really happens. He was talking high-minded balls. Twaddle! I thought. I said, 'Oh? Do you mean that every gas chamber has a silver lining? ~ Saul Bellow

Ah! what avails it me the flocks to keep,
Who lost my heart while I preserv'd my sheep. ~ Alexander Pope

A man who admires a fine woman, has yet not more reason to wish himself her husband, than one who admired the Hesperian fruit, would have had to wish himself the dragon that kept it. ~ Alexander Pope

To err is human; to forgive divine.
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Excerpt From: Moriarty, Liane. "The Husband's Secret. ~ Alexander Pope

Why did I write? What sin to me unknown dipped me in ink, my parents , or my own? ~ Alexander Pope

True Wit is Nature to advantage dress'd
What oft was thought, but ne'er so well express'd;
Something whose truth convinced at sight we find,
That gives us back the image of our mind.
As shades more sweetly recommend the light,
So modest plainness sets off sprightly wit. ~ Alexander Pope

The light of Heaven restore; Give me to see, and Ajax asks no more. ~ Alexander Pope

There is no study that is not capable of delighting us, after a little application to it. ~ Alexander Pope

The bodkin, comb, and essence to prepare? For this your locks in paper durance bound, For this with tort'ring irons wreath'd around? 100 For this with fillets strain'd your tender head, And bravely bore the double loads of lead? ~ Alexander Pope

Conceit is to nature what paint is to beauty; it is not only needless, but it impairs what it would improve. ~ Alexander Pope

Averse alike to flatter, or offend;
Not free from faults, nor yet too vain to mend. ~ Alexander Pope

Happy the man whose wish and care a few paternal acres bound, content to breathe his native air in his own ground. ~ Alexander Pope

To be angry is to revenge the faults of others on ourselves. ~ Alexander Pope

To pardon those absurdities in ourselves which we cannot suffer in others is neither better nor worse than to be more willing to be fools ourselves than to have others so. ~ Alexander Pope

This then is Borgia Rome: a city where a traveler entering the gates must still cross acres of country before he reaches the center, where animals still outnumber citizens, goats and cattle grazing the imperial ruins, their insistent teeth pulling weeds - and mortar - from between the stones of history. A city still struggling with a chasm of hardship between rich and poor, still ripped apart by gross family violence. But also a place of growing magnificence and confidence where, for the first time in centuries, the future no longer looks bleaker than the past, and where the new Pope has chosen for himself a name designed to foster a belief in magnificence again. Alexander ~ Sarah Dunant

To swear is neither brave, polite, nor wise. ~ Alexander Pope

Know thyself, presume not God to scan;
The proper study of mankind is man. ~ Alexander Pope

When to mischief mortals bend their will, how soon they find it instruments of ill. ~ Alexander Pope

No louder shrieks to pitying heaven are cast, When husbands or lap-dogs breathe their last. ~ Alexander Pope

The flower's are gone when the Fruits appear to ripen. ~ Alexander Pope

To endeavor to work upon the vulgar with fine sense is like attempting to hew blocks with a razor. ~ Alexander Pope

Then from the Mint walks forth the man of rhyme,
Happy to catch me, just at dinner-time. ~ Alexander Pope

Poetic justice, with her lifted scale,
Where, in nice balance, truth with gold she weighs,
And solid pudding against empty praise.
Here she beholds the chaos dark and deep,
Where nameless somethings in their causes sleep,
Till genial Jacob, or a warm third day,
Call forth each mass, a poem, or a play:
How hints, like spawn, scarce quick in embryo lie,
How new-born nonsense first is taught to cry. ~ Alexander Pope

Taste, that eternal wanderer, which flies
From head to ears, and now from ears to eyes. ~ Alexander Pope

Sure of their qualities and demanding praise, more go to ruined fortunes than are raised. ~ Alexander Pope

Love, Hope, and Joy, fair pleasure's smiling train, Hate, Fear, and Grief, the family of pain, These mix'd with art, and to due bounds confin'd Make and maintain the balance of the mind. ~ Alexander Pope

Of darkness visible so much be lent, as half to show, half veil, the deep intent. ~ Alexander Pope

The doubtful beam long nods from side to side. ~ Alexander Pope

All looks yellow to a jaundiced eye. ~ Alexander Pope

No, make me mistress to the man I love; If there be yet another name more free More fond than mistress, make me that to thee! ~ Alexander Pope

No one should be ashamed to admit they are wrong, which is but saying, in other words, that they are wiser today than they were yesterday. ~ Alexander Pope

But blind to former as to future fate, what mortal knows his pre-existent state? ~ Alexander Pope

Is there a parson much bemused in beer, a maudlin poetess, a rhyming peer, a clerk foredoom'd his father's soul to cross, who pens a stanza when he should engross? ~ Alexander Pope