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• Love seldom haunts the breast where learning lies, And Venus sets ere Mercury can rise.
  -- Alexander Pope (1688-1744) -- The Wife of Bath, Her Prologue, Line 369...
• Wit that can creep, and pride that licks the dust. -- Alexander Pope (1688-1744) -- Epistle to Dr.
  Arbuthnot, Prologue to the Satires, Line 333...
• My poor mouse only has one ball.
• 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....
• Consider the little mouse, how sagacious an animal it is which never entrusts its life to one hole only.
  -- Titus Maccius Plautu...
• Two friends, two bodies with one soul inspir'd.
  -- Alexander Pope (1688-1744) -- The Iliad of Homer, Book xvi, Line 267...
• Lo, the poor Indian! whose untutor'd mind Sees God in clouds, or hears him in the wind
  His soul proud Science never taught to stray Far as the solar walk or milky way....
• Satire or sense, alas! can Sporus feel? Who breaks a butterfly upon a wheel?
  -- Alexander Pope (1688-1744) -- Epistle to Dr. Arbuthnot, Prologue to the Satires, Line 307...