Alexander Pope Quotes

The worst of madmen is a saint run mad.

An honest man's the noblest work of God.

Who breaks a butterfly on a wheel?

What's fame? A fancied life in others' breath,

And die of nothing but a rage to live.

Men would be angels, angels would be gods.

Woman's at best a contradiction still.

'Tis but a part we see, and not a whole.

Lo, what huge heaps of littleness around!

Most women have no characters at all.