|Name: Charles Churchill||Find on Amazon India: Link|
|Nationality: British||Find on Amazon: Link|
The best things carried to excess are wrong.
Those who would make us feel, must feel themselves.
Though by whim, envy, or resentment led, they damn those authors whom they never read.
Prudent dullness marked him for a mayor.
To copy beauty forfeits all pretense to fame; to copy faults is want of sense.
The danger chiefly lies in acting well; no crime’s so great as daring to excel.
Patience is sorrow’s salve.
Little do such men know the toil, the pains, the daily, nightly racking of the brains, to range the thoughts, the matter to digest, to cull fit phrases, and reject the rest.
Keep up appearances; there lies the test. The world will give thee credit for the rest.
It can’t be Nature, for it is not sense.
Genius is of no country.
Genius is independent of situation.
Be England what she will, with all her faults she is my country still.