How poor, how rich, how abject, how august, How complicate, how wonderful, is man!... Midway from nothing to the Deity!

- Edward Young

How poor, how rich, how abject, how august, how complicate, how wonderful is man! Distinguished link in being's endless chain! Midway from nothing to…

- Edward Young

Procrastination is the thief of time; year after year it steals, till all are fled, and to the mercies of a moment leaves the vast concerns of an ete…

- Edward Young

As soon as we have found the key of life, it opens the gates of death.

- Edward Young

At thirty, man suspects himself a fool; Knows it at forty, and reforms his plan.

- Edward Young

The course of Nature is the art of God

- Edward Young

Day buries day; month, month; and year the year: Our life is but a chain of many deaths.

- Edward Young

By night an atheist half-believes in God.

- Edward Young

Man makes a death which Nature never made. And feels a thousand deaths in fearing one.

- Edward Young