"You see through love, and that deludes your sight, As what is straight seems crooked through the wat..." — John Dryden

For truth has such a face and such a mien, as to be loved needs only to be seen.

By education most have been misled; So they believe, because they were bred. The priest continues where the nurse began, And thus the child imposes on the man.

Reason is a crutch for age, but youth is strong enough to walk alone.

All objects lose by too familiar a view.