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• Honour and shame from no condition rise; Act well your part, there all the honour lies.
  -- Alexander Pope (1688-1744) -- Essay on Man, Epistle iv, Line 193...
• Die of a rose in aromatic pain.
  -- Alexander Pope (1688-1744) -- Essay on Man, Epistle i, Line 200...
• T is but a part we see, and not a whole.
  -- Alexander Pope (1688-1744) -- Essay on Man, Epistle i, Line 60...
• Say first, of God above or man below, What can we reason but from what we know?
  -- Alexander Pope (1688-1744) -- Essay on Man, Epistle i, Line 17...
• On life's vast ocean diversely we sail, Reason the card, but passion is the gale.
  -- Alexander Pope (1688-1744) -- Essay on Man, Epistle ii, Line 107...
• Who sees with equal eye, as God of all, A hero perish or a sparrow fall, Atoms or systems into ruin hurl'd, And now a bubble burst, and now a world.
  -- Alexander Pope (1688-1744) -- Essay on Man, Epistle i, Line 87...
• The spider's touch, how exquisitely fine! Feels at each thread, and lives along the line.
  -- Alexander Pope (1688-1744) -- Essay on Man, Epistle i, Line 217...
• Remembrance and reflection how allied! What thin partitions sense from thought divide!
  -- Alexander Pope (1688-1744) -- Essay on Man, Epistle i, Line 225...
• All are but parts of one stupendous whole, Whose body Nature is, and God the soul.
  -- Alexander Pope (1688-1744) -- Essay on Man, Epistle i, Line 267...