Quote #7
When we risk no contradiction, It prompts the tongue to deal in fiction.
More from John Gay
- Where yet was ever found a mother Who'd give her booby for another?
- In beauty faults conspicuous grow; The smallest speck is seen on snow.
- Whence thy learning? Hath thy toil O'er books consumed the midnight oil?
- In every age and clime we see Two of a trade can never agree.
- Life is a jest; and all things show it. I thought so once; and now I know it.
- Those who in quarrels intepose Must often wipe a bloody nose.
- No retreat. No retreat. They must conquer or die who've no retreat.
- I hate the man who builds his name On ruins of another's fame. Thus prudes, by characters o'erthrown, Imagine that they raise their own. Th…