Nicolas Boileau-Despreaux

The wisest man is he who does not fancy that he is so at all.

But satire, ever moral, ever new, Delights the reader and instructs him, too. She, if good sense refine her sterling page, Oft shakes some rooted folly of the age.

Whatever we well understand we express clearly, and words flow with ease.

No one who cannot limit himself has ever been able to write.

Time flies and draws us with it. The moment in which I am speaking is already far from me.