Top 500 Alexander Pope Quotes (2024 Update)
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51. “Here am I, dying of a hundred good symptoms.”

— Alexander Pope

52. “Many men have been capable of doing a wise thing, more a cunning thing, but very few a generous thing.”

— Alexander Pope

53. “Lulled in the countless chambers of the brain, our thoughts are linked by many a hidden chain; awake but one, and in, what myriads rise!”

— Alexander Pope

54. “Vices and virtues are of a strange nature, for the more we have, the fewer we think we have.”

— Alexander Pope

55. “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

56. “For Forms of Government let fools contest; whatever is best administered is best.”

— Alexander Pope

57. “To wake the soul by tender strokes of art, To raise the genius, and to mend the heart.”

— Alexander Pope

58. “Give me again my hollow tree A crust of bread, and liberty!”

— Alexander Pope

59. “The bookful blockhead ignorantly read, With loads of learned lumber in his head, With his own tongue still edifies his ears, And always list’ning to himself appears. All books he reads, and all he reads assails.”

— Alexander Pope

60. “The spider’s touch, how exquisitely fine! Feels at each thread, and lives along the line.”

— Alexander Pope

61. “On life’s vast ocean diversely we sail. Reasons the card, but passion the gale.”

— Alexander Pope

62. “While pensive poets painful vigils keep, Sleepless themselves, to give their readers sleep.”

— Alexander Pope

63. “Hills peep o’er hills, and Alps on Alps arise.”

— Alexander Pope

64. “Consult the Genius of the Place in all.”

— Alexander Pope

65. “Fools admire, but men of sense approve.”

— Alexander Pope

66. “A disputant no more cares for the truth than the sportsman for the hare.”

— Alexander Pope

67. “All are but parts of one stupendous whole, Whose body Nature is, and God the soul.”

— Alexander Pope

68. “And make each day a critic on the last.”

— Alexander Pope

69. “Pretty! in amber to observe the forms Of hairs, of straws, or dirt, or grubs, or worms! The things, we know, are neither rich nor rare, But wonder how the devil they got there.”

— Alexander Pope

70. “Coffee which makes the politician wise, and see through all things with his half-shut eyes.”

— Alexander Pope

71. “To wake the soul by tender strokes of art, To raise the genius, and to mend the heart; To make mankind, in conscious virtue bold, Live o’er each Seene, and be what they behold: For this the Tragic Muse first trod the stage.”

— Alexander Pope

72. “Like bubbles on the sea of matter borne, They rise, they break, and to that sea return.”

— Alexander Pope

73. “Most women have no characters at all.”

— Alexander Pope

74. “So perish all who do the like again.”

— Alexander Pope

75. “Where grows? – where grows it not? If vain our toil, We ought to blame the culture, not the soil.”

— Alexander Pope

76. “Avoid Extremes; and shun the fault of such Who still are pleas’d too little or too much.”

— Alexander Pope

77. “Know, Nature’s children all divide her care, The fur that warms a monarch warmed a bear.”

— Alexander Pope

78. “The life of a wit is a warfare upon earth.”

— Alexander Pope

79. “Of all the causes which conspire to blind Man’s erring judgement, and misguide the mind, What the weak head with strongest bias rules, Is PRIDE, the never-failing vice of fools.”

— Alexander Pope

80. “Order is Heaven’s first law; and this confess, Some are and must be greater than the rest.”

— Alexander Pope

81. “I lisp’d in numbers, for the numbers came.”

— Alexander Pope

82. “Now warm in love, now with’ring in my bloom Lost in a convent’s solitary gloom!”

— Alexander Pope

83. “Why did I write? What sin to me unknown dipped me in ink, my parents, or my own?”

— Alexander Pope

84. “All Nature is but art, unknown to thee All chance, direction, which thou canst not see; All discord, harmony not understood; All partial evil, universal good.”

— Alexander Pope

85. “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

86. “A wise physician, skill’d our wounds to heal, is more than armies to the public weal.”

— Alexander Pope

87. “Where beams of imagination play, the memory’s soft figures melt away...”

— Alexander Pope

88. “Praise undeserved, is satire in disguise.”

— Alexander Pope

89. “Death, only death, can break the lasting chain; And here, ev’n then, shall my cold dust remain.”

— Alexander Pope

90. “This long disease, my life.”

— Alexander Pope

91. “Luxurious lobster-nights, farewell, For sober, studious days!”

— Alexander Pope

92. “Behold the child, by Nature’s kindly law pleased with a rattle, tickled with a straw.”

— Alexander Pope

93. “Learning is like mercury, one of the most powerful and excellent things in the world in skillful hands; in unskillful, the most mischievous.”

— Alexander Pope

94. “A patriot is a fool in ev’ry age.”

— Alexander Pope

95. “Placed on this isthmus of a middle state.”

— Alexander Pope

96. “On wrongs swift vengeance waits.”

— Alexander Pope

97. “A mighty maze! But not without a plan.”

— Alexander Pope

98. “He who tells a lie is not sensible of how great a task he undertakes; for he must be forced to invent twenty more to maintain that one.”

— Alexander Pope

99. “No woman ever hates a man for being in love with her, but many a woman hate a man for being a friend to her.”

— Alexander Pope

100. “Not to go back is somewhat to advance, and men must walk, at least, before they dance.”

— Alexander Pope