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Ambition has no rest!— filed under Ambition
C. Readers. All books grow homilies by time; they are Temples, at once, and Landmarks.— filed under Books
Hark, the world so loud, And they, the movers of the world, so still!— filed under Books
In you are sent The types of Truths whose life is THE TO COME; In you soars up the Adam from the fall; In you the FUTURE as the PAST is given- Ev'n in our death ye bid us hail our birth ;- Unfold these pages, and behold the Heaven, Without one grave-stone left upon the Earth.— filed under Books
Laws die, Books never.— filed under Books
There is no Past, so long as Books shall live!— filed under Books
The Wise (Minstrel or Sage,) out of their books are clay; But in their books, as from their graves they rise. Angels-that, side by side, upon our way, Walk with and warn us!— filed under Books
We call some books immortal! Do they live? If so, believe me, TIME hath made them pure. In Books, the veriest wicked rest in peace.— filed under Books
To judge human character rightly, a man may sometimes have very small experience, provided he has a very large heart.— filed under Character
A man who has no excuse for crime, is in- . deed defenceless!— filed under Crime
There are certain events which to each man's life are as comets to the earth, seemingly strange and erratic portents; distinct from the ordinary lights which guide our course and mark our seasons, yet true to their own laws, potent in their own influences.— filed under Destiny
Come, Death, and snatch me from disgrace.— filed under Disgrace
Whatever the number of a man's friends, there will be times in his life when he has one too few; but if he has only one enemy, he is lucky indeed if he has not one too many.— filed under Bias
I have wrought great use out of evil tools.— filed under Aristophanes
P. 289. The learned compute that seven hundred and seven millions of millions of vibrations have penetrated the eye before the eye can distinguish the tints of a violet. S.— filed under Eyes
Showing that if a good face is a letter of recommendation, a good heart is a letter of credit.— filed under Face
In the lexicon of youth, which Fate reserves for a bright manhood, there is no such word As-fail!— filed under Fairies
Who that has loved knows not the tender tale Which flowers reveal, when lips are coy to tell? S.— filed under Flirting
There is no man so friendless but what he can find a friend sincere enough to tell him disagreeable truths.— filed under Friends
Dear Land to which Desire forever flees; Time doth no present to our grasp allow, Say in the fixed Eternal shall we seize At last the fleeting Now?— filed under Futurity
Love has no thought of self! Love buys not with the ruthless usurer's gold The loathsome prostitution of a hand Without a heart! Love sacrifices all things To bless the thing it loves!— filed under Love
Love thou, and if thy love be deep as mine, Thou wilt not laugh at poets.— filed under Love
To the Gentlemen Readers. He who writes prose builds his temple to Fame in rubble; he who writes verses builds it in granite.— filed under Occupations-Authorship
Essay XXVII. The Spirit of Conservatism. No author ever drew a character, consistent to human nature, but what he was forced to ascribe to it many inconsistencies.— filed under Occupations-Authorship
England Two Centuries Ago. Business dispatched is business well done, but business hurried is business ill done.— filed under Occupations-Mercantile
Book-stalls. If I publish this poem for you, speaking as a trader, I shall be a considerable loser. Did I publish all I admire, out of sympathy with the author, I should be a ruined man.— filed under Occupations-Printing
It is strange so great a statesman should Be so sublime a poet.— filed under Occupations-Shoemaking
He who doth not smoke hath either known no great griefs, or refuseth himself the softest consolation, next to that which comes from heaven.— filed under Occupations-Tobacconists
The man who smokes, thinks like a sage and acts like a Samaritan!— filed under Occupations-Tobacconists
Woman in this scale, the weed in that, Jupiter, hang out thy balance, and weigh them both; and if thou give the preference to woman, all I can say is, the next time Juno ruffles thee-O Jupiter, try the weed.— filed under Occupations-Tobacconists
Two lives that once part, are as ships that divide When, moment on moment, there rushes between The one and the other, a sea;- Ah, never can fall from the days that have been A gleam on the years that shall be!— filed under Parting
Beneath the rule of men entirely great The pen is mightier than the sword. S.— filed under Perception
Speech of an Old Philosopher. Sublime Philosophy! Thou art the patriarch's ladder, reaching heaven, And bright with beckoning angels;-but alas! We see thee, like the patriarch, but in dreams, By the first step,-dull slumbering on the earth.— filed under Philosophy
You speak As one who fed on poetry.— filed under Poetry
Poets alone are sure of immortality; they are the truest diviners of nature.— filed under Poets
Time is money.— filed under Proverbs
Never say "Fail" again.— filed under Libanius
In science, read, by preference, the newest works; in literature, the oldest. The classic literature is always modern.— filed under Reading
Alone!-that worn-out word, So idly spoken, and so coldly heard; Yet all that poets sing, and grief hath known, Of hope laid waste, knells in that word- ALONE!— filed under Solitude
When stars are in the quiet skies, Then most I pine for thee; Bend on me then thy tender eyes, As stars look on the sea.— filed under Stars
Thought is valuable in proportion as it is generative.— filed under Thought
Monterey. Poplar. Populus Fastigiata. Trees that, like the poplar, lift upward all their boughs, give no shade and no shelter, whatever their height. Trees the most lovingly shelter and shade us, when, like the willow, the higher soar their summits, the lowlier droop their boughs.— filed under Trees And Plants-Pine
Arm thyself for the truth!— filed under Truth
Truth makes on the ocean of nature no one track of light-every eye looking on finds its own.— filed under Truth
Every street has two sides, the shady side and the sunny. When two men shake hands and part, mark which of the two takes the sunny side; he will be the younger man of the two.— filed under Youth