The best things carried to excess are wrong.
To copy beauty forfeits all pretense to fame; to copy faults is want of sense.
The danger chiefly lies in acting well; no crime's so great as daring to excel.
Though by whim, envy, or resentment led, they damn those authors whom they never read.
Genius is independent of situation.
Prudent dullness marked him for a mayor.
Those who would make us feel, must feel themselves.
Be England what she will, with all her faults she is my country still.
Keep up appearances; there lies the test. The world will give thee credit for the rest.
Genius is of no country.
It can't be Nature, for it is not sense.
Little do such men know the toil, the pains, the daily, nightly racking of the brains, to range the thoughts, the matter to digest, to cull fit phrases, and reject the rest.
