A Quote by Alexander Pope

Who are next to knaves? Those that converse with them. — © Alexander Pope
Who are next to knaves? Those that converse with them.
There are more fools than knaves in the world, else the knaves would not have enough to live upon.
I'm still learning who I am. One minute I have black hair, the next it's red. One day I'm wearing Converse sneakers, and the next I'm in the hippie look.
I'm one of those girls that, day-to-day, I'm in trainers or Converse. I have about 50 pairs of trainers, so when I get the chance to dress up, I will definitely be in heels. 100 percent. I might take some battered Converse in my bag to wear at the after-party when my feet are tired.
The worst of all knaves are those who can mimic their former honesty.
Converse, converse, CONVERSE, with living men, face to face, mind to mind-that is one of the best sources of knowledge.
Knaves will come and knaves will go.
In books I converse with men, in the Bible I converse with God.
It is a wonderful thing that so many, and they not reckoned absurd, shall entertain those with whom they converse by giving them the history of their pains and aches and imagine such narrations their quota of conversation.
To converse with historians is to keep good company; many of them were excellent men, and those who were not, have taken care to appear such in their writings.
In the highest antiquity, the people did not know that there were rulers. In the next age they loved them and praised them. In the next they feared them; in the next they despised them.
Many are those who can argue; few are those who can converse
I love good old-fashioned black or white Converse. I have a few pairs. And they are all really dirty. I can't have clean Converse - I go in the dirt and run around!
We find that at present the human race is divided politically into one wise man, nine knaves, and ninety fools out of every hundred. That is, by an optimistic observer. The nine knaves assemble themselves under the banner of the most knavish among them, and become politicians; the wise man stands out, because he knows himself to be hopelessly out-numbered, and devotes himself to poetry, mathematics or philosophy; while the ninety fools plod off behind the banners of the nine villains, according to fancy, into the labyrinths of chicanery, malice and warfare.
Wickedness may prosper for awhile, but in the long run, he that sets all the knaves at work will pay them.
Mankind are a herd of knaves and fools. It is necessary to join the crowd, or get out of their way, in order not to be trampled to death by them.
There are two kinds of people, those who like to sleep next to the wall, and those who like to sleep next to the people who push them off the bed.
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