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• One science only will one genius fit: So vast is art, so narrow human wit.
  -- Alexander Pope (1688-1744) -- Essay on Criticism, Part i, Line 60...
• Those oft are stratagems which errors seem, Nor is it Homer nods, but we that dream.
  -- Alexander Pope (1688-1744) -- Essay on Criticism, Part i, Line 177...
• Hills peep o'er hills, and Alps on Alps arise!
  -- Alexander Pope (1688-1744) -- Essay on Criticism, Part ii, Line 32...
• And make each day a critic on the last.
  -- Alexander Pope (1688-1744) -- Essay on Criticism, Part iii, Line 12...
• For fools rush in where angels fear to tread.
  -- Alexander Pope (1688-1744) -- Essay on Criticism, Part iii, Line 66...
• Led by the light of the Maeonian star.
  -- Alexander Pope (1688-1744) -- Essay on Criticism, Part iii, Line 89...
• To err is human, to forgive divine.
  -- Alexander Pope (1688-1744) -- Essay on Criticism, Part ii, Line 325...
• True ease in writing comes from art, not chance, As those move easiest who have learn'd to dance.
  'T is not enough no harshness gives offence,-- The sound must seem an echo to the sense....
• T is with our judgments as our watches,--none Go just alike, yet each believes his own.
  -- Alexander Pope (1688-1744) -- Essay on Criticism, Part i, Line 9...