β “How often are we to die before we go quite off this stage? In every friend we lose a part of ourselves, and the best part.” Alexander Pope
β “True wit is Nature to advantage dressed, What oft was thought, but ne’er so well expressed.” Alexander Pope
β “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
β “Happy the man whose wish and care A few paternal acres bound, Content to breathe his native air, In his own ground.” Alexander Pope
β “Hope springs eternal in the human breast; Man never is, but always to be blessed.” Alexander Pope