Share
×
Inspirational Quotes
Authors
Professions
Topics
Tags
Quote
Why has not Man a microscopic eye? For this plain reason, Man is not a Fly. Say what the use, were finer optics giv'n, T' inspect a mite, not comprehend the heav'n.
Alexander Pope
Share
Change background
T
T
T
Change font
Original
TAGS & TOPICS
Alexander Pope
Age: 56 †
Born: 1688
Born: May 21
Died: 1744
Died: May 30
Literary Historian
Poet
Translator
the City
Pope the Poet
Alexander I Pope
Alexander
I Pope
Plain
Mite
Vision
Inspect
Seeing
Heav
Eye
Optics
Use
Microscopic
Reason
Finer
Men
Comprehend
Awe
More quotes by Alexander Pope
Virtue she finds too painful an endeavour, content to dwell in decencies for ever.
Alexander Pope
We may see the small value God has for riches, by the people he gives them to.
Alexander Pope
Men would be angels, angels would be gods.
Alexander Pope
A man of business may talk of philosophy a man who has none may practice it.
Alexander Pope
Poets like painters, thus unskilled to trace The naked nature and the living grace, With gold and jewels cover ev'ry part, And hide with ornaments their want of art. True wit is Nature to advantage dressed, What oft was thought, but ne'er so well expressed.
Alexander Pope
Heaven breathes thro' ev'ry member of the whole One common blessing, as one common soul.
Alexander Pope
Light quirks of music, broken and uneven,Make the soul dance upon a jig to Heav'n.
Alexander Pope
Consult the genius of the place, that paints as you plant, and as you work.
Alexander Pope
Is it, in heav'n, a crime to love too well?
Alexander Pope
And more than echoes talk along the walls.
Alexander Pope
All looks yellow to the jaundiced eye. [and therefore the solution is to fix the jaundiced eye.]
Alexander Pope
Heaven forming each on other to depend, A master, or a servant, or a friend, Bids each on other for assistance call, Till one man's weakness grows the strength of all.
Alexander Pope
It is sure the hardest science to forget!
Alexander Pope
The worst of madmen is a saint run mad.
Alexander Pope
When to the Permanent is sacrificed the Mutable, the prize is thine: the drop returneth whence it came. The Open Path leads to the changeless change - Non-Being, the glorious state of Absoluteness, the Bliss past human thought.
Alexander Pope
Beauties in vain their pretty eyes may roll charms strike the sight, but merit wins the soul.
Alexander Pope
A generous friendship no cold medium knows, Burns with one love, with one resentment glows.
Alexander Pope
Cursed be the verse, how well so e'er it flow, That tends to make one worthy man my foe.
Alexander Pope
The learned is happy, nature to explore The fool is happy, that he knows no more.
Alexander Pope
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