Wisdom Quotes — page 466

The novelties of one generation are only the resuscitated fashions of the generation before last.

"Enlarge my life with multitude of days!" In health, in sickness, thus the suppliant prays: Hides from himself his state, and shuns to know That life protracted is protracted woe.

As I slowly grow wise I briskly grow cautious.

Oatmeal indeed supplies the common people of Scotland with the greatest and best part of their food, which is in general much inferior to that of their neighbours of the same rank in England.

Those dreams that on the silent night intrude, And with false flitting shapes our minds delude … are mere productions of the brain. And fools consult interpreters in vain.

A knave, when tried on honesty's plain rule, And, when by that of reason, a mere fool.

As he went through Cold-Bath Fields he saw A solitary cell; And the Devil was pleased, for it gave him a hint For improving his prisons in Hell.

That strain once more; it bids remembrance rise.

Some ask'd me where the rubies grew, And nothing I did say; But with my finger pointed to The lips of Julia.

They who truly know have had to unlearn hardly less than they have had to learn.

Tell him to live by yes and no — yes to everything good, no to everything bad.

We are never without a pilot. When we know not how to steer, and dare not hoist a sail, we can drift. The current knows the way, though we do not. The ship of heaven guides itself, and will not accept a wooden rudder.

To be what we are, and to become what we are capable of becoming, is the only end of life.

they who have put out the people's eyes, reproach them of their blindness

If Papists can be supposed to be as good subjects as others, they may be equally tolerated... If all subjects should be equally countenanced, & imployd by the Prince. the Papist[s] have an equall title.

Vladimir Ilyich, your concrete actions are completely unworthy of the ideas you pretend to hold.

Does the Eagle know what is in the pit? Or wilt thou go ask the Mole? Can Wisdom be put in a silver rod? Or Love in a golden bowl?

The unspeakable Turk

Everything about Florence seems to be coloured with a mild violet, like diluted wine.

Resolve to be thyself; and know, that he Who finds himself, loses his misery.

I suppose, to use our national motto, something will turn up.

Thou say’st an undisputed thing In such a solemn way.

Blessed are they who have nothing to say, and who cannot be persuaded to say it.

When fishes flew and forests walked And figs grew upon thorn, Some moment when the moon was blood Then surely I was born. With monstrous head and sickening cry And ears like errant wings, The devil’s walking parody