Quotes of All Topics . Occasions . Authors
Grief dejects and wrings the tortured soul.
No town can keep a man, but men keep towns.
The true method of knowledge is experiment.
Work up imagination to the state of vision.
Holy, holy, holy is the Lord God Almighty !
Without contraries there is no progression.
Travelers repose and dream among my leaves.
The wrath of the lion is the wisdom of God.
Man can embody truth but he cannot know it.
A poet is a good citizen turned inside out.
Truth crushed to the earth will rise again!
History must stay open, it is all humanity.
Elegant as simplicity, and warm As ecstasy.
Riches have wings, and grandeur is a dream.
Honor is the moral conscience of the great.
The proverb answers where the sermon fails.
One may smile, and smile, and be a villain.
The golden age is before us, not behind us.
Though Death be poor, it ends a mortal woe.
This is a way to kill a wife with kindness.
A young man married is a man that's marred.
The instruments of darkness tell us truths.
Love bears it out even to the edge of doom.
There's many a man hath more hair than wit.
Few love to hear the sins they love to act.
Now I will believe that there are unicorns.
Virtue is bold, and goodness never fearful.
No profit grows where no pleasure is taken.
Striving to better, oft we mar what’s well.
The tartness of his face sours ripe grapes.
In time the savage bull doth bear the yoke.
A countenance more in sorrow than in anger.
Scorn, at first, makes after-love the more.
Tis time to fear when tyrants seem to kiss.
In scorn of nature, art gave lifeless life.
If love be blind, it best agrees with night
What are you doing sister? / Killing swine.
Kiss me, Kate, we shall be married o'Sunday
Ay, Much is the force of heaven-bred poesy.
Fire that's closest kept burns most of all.
Love will not be spurred to what it loathes
Time ... thou ceaseless lackey to eternity.
Thou whoreson zed! thou unnecessary letter!
Love sees with the heart and not with mind.
A golden mind stoops not to shows of dross.
A good man's fortune may grow out at heels.
The sense of death is most in apprehension.
Bondage is hoarse, and may not speak aloud.
My life, my joy, my food, my ail the world!
I say, without characters, fame lives long.