Quotes
- In records that defy the tooth of time.
- Great let me call him, for he conquered me.
- Life is the desert, life the solitude; Death joins us to the great majority.
- Souls made of fire, and children of the sun, With whom revenge is virtue.
- The blood will follow where the knife is driven, The flesh will quiver where the pincers tear.
- In youth, what disappointments of our own making: in age, what disappointments from the nature of things.
- The man that makes a character makes foes.
- Their feet through faithless leather met the dirt, And oftener chang'd their principles than shirt.
- There is something in Poetry beyond Prose-reason; there are Mysteries in it not to be explained, but admired.
- When the Law shows her teeth, but dares not bite.
- The love of praise, howe'er concealed by art, Reigns more or less, and glows in ev'ry heart.
- Some for renown, on scraps of learning dote, And think they grow immortal as they quote.
- Titles are marks of honest men, and wise; The fool or knave that wears a title lies.
- They that on glorious ancestors enlarge, Produce their debt instead of their discharge.
- None think the great unhappy but the great.
- The booby father craves a booby son, And by Heaven's blessing thinks himself undone.
- Where Nature's end of language is declin'd, And men talk only to conceal the mind.
- Be wise with speed; A fool at forty is a fool indeed.
- With skill she vibrates her eternal tongue, Forever most divinely in the wrong.
- For her own breakfast she'll project a scheme, Nor take her tea without a strategem.
- Think naught a trifle, though it small appear; Small sands the mountain, moments make the year, And trifles life.
- One to destroy, is murder by the law; And gibbets keep the lifted hand in awe; To murder thousands takes a specious name, War's glorious art, and gives immortal fame.
- Tired nature's sweet restorer, balmy sleep!
- Night, sable goddess! from her ebon throne, In rayless majesty, now stretches forth Her leaden scepter o'er a slumbering world.
- Creation sleeps! 'Tis as the general pulse Of life stood still, and Nature made a pause; An awful pause! prophetic of her end.
- The bell strikes one. We take no note of time But from its loss.
- Be wise today; 'tis madness to defer.
- Procrastination is the thief of time.
- At thirty, man suspects himself a fool; Knows it at forty, and reforms his plan; At fifty chides his infamous delay, Pushes his prudent purpose to resolve; In all the magnanimity of thought Resolves, and re-resolves; then dies the same.
- All men think all men mortal but themselves.
- He mourns the dead who lives as they desire.
- Thy purpose firm is equal to the deed: Who does the best his circumstance allows Does well, acts nobly; angels could no more.
- Ah, how unjust to Nature and himself Is thoughtless, thankless, inconsistent man!
- Life's cares are comforts; such by Heav'n design'd; He that hath none must make them, or be wretched.
- Time flies, death urges, knells call, Heaven invites, Hell threatens.
- 'Tis greatly wise to talk with our past hours, And ask them what report they bore to heaven.
- Thoughts shut up want air, And spoil, like bales unopen'd to the sun.
- A friend is worth all hazards we can run.
- Friendship's the wine of life; but friendship new (Not such was his) is neither strong nor pure.
- How blessings brighten as they take their flight!
- The chamber where the good man meets his fate Is privileg'd beyond the common walk Of virtuous life, quite in the verge of heaven.
- A death-bed 's a detector of the heart.
- Virtue alone has majesty in death.
- Woes cluster. Rare are solitary woes; They love a train, they tread each other's heel.
- Beautiful as sweet! And young as beautiful! and soft as young! And gay as soft! and innocent as gay.
- Lovely in death the beauteous ruin lay; And if in death still lovely, lovelier there; Far lovelier! pity swells the tide of love.
- Heaven's Sovereign saves all beings but himself That hideous sight,-a naked human heart.
- Man makes a death which Nature never made.
- And feels a thousand deaths in fearing one.
- Wishing, of all employments, is the worst.
- Man wants little, nor that little long.
- A God all mercy is a God unjust.
- 'Tis impious in a good man to be sad
- Men may live fools, but fools they cannot die.
- By night an atheist half believes a God.
- Less base the fear of death than fear of life.
- A soul without reflection, like a pile Without inhabitant, to ruin runs.
- We see time's furrows on another's brow, And death intrench'd, preparing his assault; How few themselves in that just mirror see!
- Like our shadows, Our wishes lengthen as our sun declines.
- While man is growing, life is in decrease; And cradles rock us nearer to the tomb. Our birth is nothing but our death begun.
- The man of wisdom is the man of years.
- Death loves a shining mark, a signal blow.
- Revere thyself, and yet thyself despise.
- Pygmies are pygmies still, though percht on Alps; And pyramids are pyramids in vales. Each man makes his own stature, builds himself. Virtue alone outbuilds the Pyramids; Her monuments shall last when Egypt's fall.
- Ambition! powerful source of good and ill!
- Much learning shows how little mortals know; Much wealth, how little worldlings can enjoy.
- And all may do what has by man been done.
- The man that blushes is not quite a brute.
- What ardently we wish we soon believe.
- Too low they build who build beneath the stars.
- Truth never was indebted to a lie.
- The house of laughter makes a house of woe.
- A man of pleasure is a man of pains.
- Final Ruin fiercely drives Her plowshare o'er creation.
- An undevout astronomer is mad.
- The course of Nature is the art of God.
- Tomorrow is the day when idlers work, and fools reform.
- By all means use some time to be alone.
- The future... seems to me no unified dream but a mince pie, long in the baking, never quite done.
- They only babble who practise not reflection.
- Tomorrow is a satire on today, And shows its weakness.
edward young
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