There is something about poetry beyond prose logic, there is mystery in it, not to be explained but admired. – Edward Young
The future… seems to me no unified dream but a mince pie, long in the baking, never quite done. – Edward Young
The clouds may drop down titles and estates, and wealth may seek us, but wisdom must be sought. – Edward Young
Some for renown, on scraps of learning dote, And think they grow immortal as they quote. – Edward Young