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"Envy, bleating 'I'm as good as you', is the hotbed of Fascism."
"If you would wish another to keep your secret first keep it yourself."
"They had to be untrustworthy enough to buy a minor alcohol but trustworthy enough to not walk away with my money."
"Trust thyself only and another shall not betray thee."
"Trust that, when you are not holding yourself together so tightly, you will not fall apart. Trust that it is more important to fulfill your authentic desires than listen to your fears. Trust that your intuition is leading you somewhere. Trust that the flow of life contains you, is bigger than you, and will take care of you - if you let it."
"I am obliged to believe certain opinions myself. No man's belief will save me except my own."
"The fact that you do not trust your spouse or lover doesn't necessarily mean that they are cheating on you, and the fact that you do doesn't necessarily mean that they aren't."
"Can I be trusted? Can you? I can be trusted with some things, but not all things, just like you."
"I resolved to tell my guardian that I doubted Orlick being the right sort of man to fill a post of trust at Miss Havisham's. 'Why of course he is not the right sort of man, Pip,' said my guardian, comfortably satisfied beforehand on the general head, 'because the man who fills the post of trust never is the right sort of man."
Explore more quotes by Alexander Pope
"The vanity of human life is like a river constantly passing away and yet constantly coming on."
"What then remains, but well our power to use,And keep good humour still whate'er we lose?And trust me, dear, good humour can prevail,When airs, and flights, and screams, and scolding fail.Beauties in vain their pretty eyes may roll;Charms strike the sight, but merit wins the soul."
"Beauties in vain their pretty eyes may roll; charms strike the sight, but merit wins the soul."
"Let Sporus tremble - "What? that thing of silk, Sporus, that mere white curd of ass's milk?Satire or sense, alas! can Sporus feel?Who breaks a Butterfly upon a Wheel?"Yet let me flap this Bug with gilded wings,This painted Child of Dirt that stinks and stings; Whose Buzz the Witty and the Fair annoys,Yet Wit ne'er tastes, and Beauty ne'er enjoys."
"Happy the man whose wish and care a few paternal acres bound, content to breathe his native air in his own ground."
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