Wednesday, May 20, 2009



Generally we obtain very surely and very speedily what we are not too anxious to obtain.-Rousseau.

Anxiety is the poison of human life. It is the parent of many sins, and of more miseries. In a world where everything is doubtful, where you may be disappointed, and be blessed in disappointment, wnat means this restless stir and commotion of mind ? Can your solicitude alter the cause or unravel the intricacy of human events ! —Blair.

Better to be despised for too anxious apprehensions than ruined by too contidcnt a security.—Burke.



Consider, for example, and yon will find that almost nil the transactions in the time of Vespasian differed little from those of the present day. You there find marrying and giving in marriage, educating children, sickness, death, war, joyous holidays, traffic, agriculture, flatterers, insolent pride, suspicions, laying of| plots, longing for the death of others, newsmongers, lovers, misers, men canvassing for the consulship and for the kingdom; yet all these passed away, and are nowhere.—

Marcus Antoninus.

Those we call the ancients were really new in everything.—Pascal.

All those things that are now held to be of the greatest antiquity were at one time new; what we to-day hold up by example will rank hereafter as precedent.—Tacitus.

Antiquity is a species of aristocracy with which it is not easy to be on visiting terms.— Madame Swetchine.

When ancient opinions and rules of life are taken away, the loss cannot possibly be estimated. From that moment we have no compass to govern us, nor can we know distinctly to what port to steer.—Burke.

Time's gradual touch has mouldered into beauty many a tower, which when it frowned with all its battlements was only terrible.—


I do by no means advise you to throw away your time in ransacking, like a dull antiquarian, the minute and unimportant parts of remote and fabulous times. Let blockheads read what blockheads wrote.—Chesterjield.

It is with antiquity as with ancestry, nations are proud of the one, and individuals of the other, but if they are nothing within themselves, that which is their pride ought to be their humiliation.—Cotton.

It is one proof of a good education, and of

true refinement of feeling, to respect antiquity.—

Mrs. Sigourney.

Antiquity! thou wondrous charm, what art thou ? that, being nothing, art everything! When thou wert, thou wert not antiquity,— then thou wert nothing, but hadst a remoter antiquity, as thou callcdst it, to look back to with blind veneration; thou thvself being to thyself flat, jejune, modern! What mystery lurks in this retroversion ? or what half Jan uses are we, that cannot look forward with the same idolatry with which we forever revert! The mighty future is as nothing, being everything ! The past is everytliing, being nothing I


The pyramids, doting with age, have forgotten the names of their founders.—Puller.

A thorough-paced antiquary not only remembers what all other people have thought proper to forget, but he also forgets what all other people think is proper to remember.—


Antiquity! I like its ruins better than it* reconstructions.—Joubert.

Those were good old times, it may be thought, when baron and peasant feasted together. But the one could not read, and made his mark with a sword-pommel, and the other was held as dear as a favorite dog. Pure and simple times were those of our grandfathers, it may be. Possibly not so pure as we may think, however, and with a simplicity ingrained with some bigotry and a good deal of conceit.— Chapin.

Time consecrates; and what is gray with age becomes religion.—Schiller.

What subsists to-day by violence continues to-morrow by acquiescence, and is perpetuated by tradition ; till at last the hoary abuse shakes the gray hairs of antiquity at us, and gives itself out as the wisdom of ages.—

Edward Everett.

He who professes adherence to the national religion of England, on the ground that " it is the religion of his fathers," forgets, as do the hearers who applauded the sentiment, that, on this principle, the worship of Thor and Woden would claim precedence.—


Those old ages are like the landscape that shows best in purple distance, all verdant and smooth, and bathed in mellow light.—Chapin.



The events we most desire do not happen ; or, if they do, it is neither in the time nor in the circumstances when they would have given us extreme pleasure.—Bruyere.

He who foresees calamities suffers them twice over.—Parteia.

All earthly delights are sweeter in expectation than enjoyment; but all spiritual pleasures more in fruition than expectation.—FeUham.

Suffering itself does less afflict t'r.a senses than the apprehension of suffering.—Quint/Han.

All things that are, are with more spirit chased than enjoyed.—Shakespeare.

We can but ill endure, among so many sad realities, to rob anticipation of its pleasant visions.—Henry Giles.

Men spend their lives in anticipations, in determining to be vastly happy at some period or other, when they have time. But the present time has one advantage over every other, it is our own.—Colion.

Oft expectation fails, and most oft there where most it promises.—Shakespeare.

With every one, the expectation of a misfortune constitutes a dreadful punishment. Suffering then assumes the proportions of the unknown, which is the soul s infinite.—Balzac.

Things won are done, joy's soul lies in the doing.—Shakespeare.

In all worldly things that a man pursues with the greatest eagerness and intention of mind imaginable, he finds not half the pleasure in the actual possession of them, as he proposed to himself in the expectation.—South.

Nothing is so great an adversary to those who make it their business to please as expectation.—Cicero.

The pilot who is always dreading a rock or a tempest must not complain if he remain a poor fisherman. We must at times trust something to fortune, for fortune has often some share in what happens.—Metastasio.

I know that we often tremble at an empty

terror; yet the false fancy brings a real misery.—


There would be few enterprises of great labor or hazard undertaken, if we had not the power of magnifying the advantages which we persuade ourselves to expect from them.—


Thou tremblest before anticipated ills, and still bemoanest what thou never losest.—Goethe.

To despond is to be ungrateful beforehand. Be not looking for evil. Often thou drainest the (jail of fear while evil is passing by thy dwelling.—Tapper.

We expect everything, and are prepared for nothing. —Madame Sioetchine.

Whatever advantage we snatch beyond a certain portion allotted us by nature, is like money spent before it is due, which, at the time of regular payment, will be missed and regretted.—


We part more easily with what we possess, than with our expectations of what we wish for; because expectation always goes beyond enjoyment.—Henry Home.

A man's desires always disappoint him; for though he meets with something that gives him satisfaction, yet it never thoroughly answers his expectation.—Rochefoucauld.

There is nothing so wretched or foolish as to anticipate misfortunes. What madness is it in your expecting evil before it arrives !—Seneca.

What need a man forestall his date of grief,

and run to meet what he would most avoid ? —


It is expectation makes a blessing dear; heaven were not heaven if we knew what it were.—John Suckling.

It is worse to apprehend than to suffer.—


Things temporal are sweeter in the expectation, things eternal are sweeter in the fruition; the first shames thy hope, the second crowns it; it is a vain journey, whose end affords less pleasure than the way.—Quartet.



We may say of angling as Dr. Boteler said of strawberries, " Doubtless God could have made a better berry, but doubtless God never did "; and so, if I might be judge, God never did make a more calm, quiet, innocent recreation than angling.—Izaak Walton.

The pleasantest angling is to see the fish cat with her golden oars the silver stream, and greedily devour the treacherous bait.—


Though no participator in the joys of more vehement sport, I have a pleasure that I cannot reconcile to my abstract notions of the tenderness due to dumb creatures, in the tranquil cruelty of angling. I can only palliate the wanton destructiveness of my amusement by trying to assure myself that my pleasure docs not spring from the success of the treachery I practise toward a poor little fish, but rather from that innocent revelry in the luxuriance of summer life which only anglers enjoy to the utmost.—

Buiwer Lytton.

Angling is somewhat like poetry; men are to be born so.—Izaak Walton.



Men often make up in wrath what they want in reason.— W. R. Alyer.

Anger is an affected madness, compounded of pride and folly, and an intention to do com monly more mischief than it can bring to pnss; and, without doubt, of all passions which actually disturb the mind of man, it is most in our power to extinguish, at least, to suppress and correct, oar anger.—Clarendon.

Anger is like a full-hot horse, who being allowed his way, self-mettle tires him.—


Anger is like the waves of a troubled sea ; when it is corrected with a soft reply, as with a little strand, it retires, and leaves nothing behind but froth and shells, — no permanent mischief.—Jeremy Taylor.

Anger causes us often to condemn in one what we approve of in another.—

Pasquier Quesnel.

Anger is the most impotent passion that accompanies the mind of man. It effects nothing it goes about; and hurts the man who is possessed by it more than any other against whom it is directed.—Clarendon.

He submits himself to be seen through a microscope, who suffers himself to be caught in fit of passion.—Lapater.

He that would be angry and sin not must not be angry with anything but sin.—Seeker.

To be angry about trifles is mean and childish ; to rage and be furious is brutish ; and to maintain perpetual wrath is akin to the practice and temper of devils.—Dr. Watts.

To be in anger is impiety, but who is man that is not angry ?—Shakespeare.

Arc you angry ? Look at the child who has erred, he suspects no trouble, he dreams of no harm; you will borrow something of that innocence, you will feel appeased.—Chateaubriand.

To rule one's anger is well; to prevent it is better.—Edwards. '

When anger rushes unrestrained to action, like a hot steed, it stumbles on its way. The man of thought strikes deepest and* strikes safely.—Savage.

To be angry is to revenge the fault of others upon ourselves.—Pope.

He does anger too much honor, who calls it madness, which, being a distemper of the brain, and a total absence of all reason, is innocent of all the ill effects it may produce.—Clarendon.

Let not the sun go down upon your wrath.—


The elephant is never won by anger; nor must that man who would reclaim a lion take him by the teeth.—Dryden.

An angry man who suppresses his passions thinks worse than he speaks; and an angry man that will chide speaks worse than he thinks.—Bacon.

To abandon yourself to rage is often to bring upon yourself the fault of another.—At/apet.

Had I a careful and pleasant companion that should show me my angry face in a glass, I should not at all take it ill; to behold man's self so unnaturally disguised and dishonored will conduce not a little to the impeachment of anger.—Plutarch.

He that will be angry for anything will be angry for nothing.—Salnat.

If anger proceeds from a great cause, it turns to fury; if from a small cause, it is peevishness; and so is always cither terrible or ridiculous.—Jemny Taylor.

Anger is blood, poured and perplexed into a

froth; out malice is the wisdom of our wrath.—

Sir W. Dacenant.

An angry man opens his month and shot! up his eyes.—Goto.

Anger is a noble infirmity, the generous failing of the just, the one degree that riseth above zeal, asserting the prerogative of virtue.—


Never anger made good guard for itself.—

The intoxication of anger, like that of the grape, shows us to others, but hides us from ourselves, and we injure our own cause, in the opinion of the world, when we too passionately and eagerly defend it.—Cotton.

Lamentation is the only musician that always, like a screech-owl, alights and sits on the roof of an angry man.—Plutarch.

Anger is a transient hatred, or at least very like it.—South.

Anger manages everything badly.—Stadias.

Anger and the thirst of revenge are a kind of fever ; fighting and lawsuits, bleeding, — at least, an evacuation. The latter occasions a dissipation of money ; the former, of those fiery spirits which cause a preternatural fermentation .—Shenstone.

When a man is wrong and won't admit it, he always gets angry.—lluliburton.

Angry and choleric men are as ungrateful and unsociable as thunder and lightning, being in themselves all storm and tempest; but quiet and easy natures are like fair weather, welcome to all.—Clarendon.

When angry, count ten before you speak; if very angry, a hundred.—Jejfermn.

The sun should not set upon our anger, neither should he rise ujwii our confidence. We should forgive freely, but forget rarely. I will not he revenged, and this I owe to my enemy ; but I will remember, and this I owe to myself.— Cotton.

Must I give way nnd room to your rash choler ? Shall I be frighted when a madman stares ?—Shukespatrt.

Those passionate persons who carry their heart in their mouth nre rather to be pitied than feared ; their threatening* serving no other purpose than to forearm him that is threatened.— Fuller.

He that is slow to anger is better than the mighty ; nnd he that rulcth his spirit, than he that taketh a city.—VilJe.

As a conquered rebellion strengthens a government, or us health is more perfectly established by recovery from some diseases; so anger, when removed, often gives new life to affection.—Fielding.

Be ye angry, and sin not; therefore all anger is not sinful; I suppose because some de- grec of it, and upon some occasions, is inevitable. It becomes sinful, or contradicts, however, the rule of Scripture, when it is conceived upon slight and inadequate provocation, and when it continues long.—Paley.

Violence in the voice is often only the death- rattle of reason in the throat.—J. F. Boye».

Never forget what n man has said to you when he was angry. If he has charged you with anything, you had better look it up. Anger is a bow that will shoot sometimes where another feeling will not.—Beeclier.

An angry man is again angry with himself when he returns to reason.—Pulxius Syria.

If anger is not restrained, it is frequently more hurtful to us than the injury that provokes it.—Seneca.

There is no passion that so much transports men from their right judgments as anger. No one would demur upon punishing a judge with death who should condemn a criminal upon the account of his own choler; why then .should fathers and pedants be any more allowed to whip and chastise children in their anger ? It is then no longer correction but revenge. Chastisement is instead of physic to children; and should we suffer a physician who should be animated against and enraged at his patient ?—Moiitaiyne.

Anger has some claim to indulgence, and railing is usually a relief to the mind.—-Juntas.

Consider how much more vou often suffer from your anger and grief than from those very things for which you are angry an4 grieved.—Marcus Antoninus.

He best keeps from anger who remembers that God is always looking upon him.—Plato.

When I myself had twice or thrice made a resolute resistance unto anger, the like befell me that did ihc Thebans; who, having once foiled the Lacedaemonians (who before that time had held themselves invincible), never after lost so much as one battle which they fought against them.—Plutarch.

Anger begins with folly, and ends with repentance.—Pylhayorus.

The round of a passionate man's life is in contracting debts in his passion, which his virtue obliges him to pay. He s|>ends his time in outrage and acknowledgment, injury and reparation.—Johnson.

Anger is uneasiness or discomposure of the mind upon the receipt of any injury, with a present purpose of revenge.—Locke.

A lamb, that carries anger as the flint bears fire; who, mnch enforced, shows a hasty spark, and straight is cold again.—Shakespeare.

He injures the absent who contends with an angry man.—Publius Syms.

Think when you are enraged at any one, what would probably become your sentiments ihoold he die during the dispute.—Shenstone.

Wise anger is like fire from the flint; there ii a great ado to bring it out; and when it does come, it is out again immediately.—

Matthew Henry.

Beware of him that is slow to anger; anger, when it is long in coming, is the stronger when it conies, and the longer kept. Abused patience turns to fury.—Quarks.



Millions of spiritual creatures walk the earth unseen, both when we sleep and when we wake.


The guardian angel of life sometimes flies so high that man cannot see it; but he always is looking down upon ns, and will soon hover nearer to us.—Richler.

They boast ethereal vigor, and are formed from seeds of heavenly birth.—Virgil.

Compare a Solomon, an Aristotle, or an Archimedes, to a child that newly begins to speak, and they do not more transcend such a one than the angelical understanding exceeds theirs, even in its most sublime improvements and acquisitions.—South.


Angels are bright still, though the brightest .—Shakespeare.

The angels may have wider spheres of action, may have nobler forms of duty, but right with them and with us is one and the same thing.—Chapin.

We are never like angels till our passion dies.—Thomas Dftker.

Angels and ministers of grace defend us!— Shakespeare.



Some decent, regulated pre-eminence, some preference (not exclusive appropriation) given to birth, is neither unnatural nor unjust nor impolitic.—Burke.

He who boasts of his lineage boasts of that which does not properly belong to him.—Seneca.

It is, indeed, a blessing, when the virtues of noble races are hereditary ; and do derive themselves from the imitation of virtuous ancestors. Nabb.

Some men by ancestry are only the shadow of a mighty name.—Lucan,

It is only shallow-minded pretenders who cither make distinguished origin a matter of personal merit, or obscure origin a matter of personal reproach. Taunt and scoffing at the humble condition of early life affect nobody in America but those who are foolish enough to indulge in them, and they are generally sufficiently punished by the published rebuke. A man who is not ashamed of himself need not be ashamed of his early condition.—Daniel Webster.

It is of no consequence of what parents any man is born, so that he be a man of merit.—


The nobility of the Spencers has been illustrated and enriched by the trophies of Marl- borough ; but I exhort them to consider the " Faerie Queenc," as the most priceless jewel of their coronet.—Gibbon.

Pride, in boasting of family antiquity, makes duration stand for merit.—Zimmermann.

He that boasts of his ancestors confesses that he has no virtue of his own. No person ercr lived for our honor ; nor ought that to be reputed ours, which was long before we had a being ; for what advantage can it be to a blind man to know that his parents had good eyes ' Does he see one whit the better ?—Cnarron.

Philosophy does not regtrd pedigree; she did not receive Plato as a noble, but she made him so.—Seneca.

There may be, and there often is, indeed, a regard for ancestry which nourishes only a weak pndc; as there is also a care for posterity, which only disguises an habitual avarice, or hides the workings of a low and grovelling vanity. But there is also a moral and philosophical respect for our ancestors, which elevates the character and improves the heart.—Daniel Webster.

If it is fortunate to be of noble ancestry, it is not less so to be such as that people do not care to be informed whether you are noble or ignoble.—Bruyere.

We sometimes see a change of expression in our companion, and say, his father or his mother comes to the windows of his eyes, and sometimes a remote relative. In different hours, a man represents ench of several of his ancestors, as if there were seven or eight of us rolled up in each man's skin, — seven or eight ancestors at least, — and they constitute the variety of notes for that new piece of music which his life is.—Emerson.

It is a shame for a man to desire honor because of his noble progenitors, and not to deserve it by his own virtue.—St. Chrysostom.

Of all vanities of fopperies, the vanity of high birth is the greatest. True nobility is derived from virtue, not from birth. Titles, indeed, may be purchased, but virtue is the only coin that makes the bargain valid.—Burton.

The pride of ancestry is a superstructure of the most imposing height, but resting on the most flimsy foundation. It is ridiculous enough to observe the hauteur with which the old nobility look down on the new. The reason of this puzzled me a little, until I began to reflect that most titles are respectable only because they are old ; if new, thjy would be despised, because all those who now admire the grandeur of the stream would see nothing but the impurity of the source.—Colton.

What can they see in the longest kingly line in Europe, save that it runs back to a successful soldier 1— Walter Scott.

Title and ancestry render a good man more illustrious, but an ill one more contemptible. Vice is infamous, though in a prince, and virtue honorable, though in a peasant.—Addison.

Being well satisfied that, for a man who thinks himself to be somebody, there is nothing more disgraceful than to hold himself up as honored, not on his own account, but for the sake of his forefathers. Yet hereditary honors are a noble and splendid treasure to descendants.—Plato.

Pride of origin, whether high or low, springs from the same principle in human nature ; one is but the positive, the other the negative, pole of a single weakness.—Lowell.

Take the title of nobility which thou hast received by birth, but endeavor to add to it another, that both may form a true nobility. There is between the nobility of thy father aiid thine own the same difference which exists between the nourishment of the evening and of the morrow. The food of yesterday will not serve thcc for to-day, and will not give thce strength for the next.—Jamakchari.

I am no herald to inquire of men's pedigrees; it suffieeth me if I know their virtues.—

Sir P. Sidney.

It was the saying of a great man, that if we could trace our descents, we should find all slaves to come from princes, and all princes from slaves ; and fortune has turned all things topsy-turvy in a long series of revolutions :' beside, for a man to spend his life in pursuit of a title, that serves only when he dies to furnish out an epitaph, is below a wise man's business.—Seneca.

When real nobleness accompanies that imaginary one of birth, the imaginary seems to mix with real, and becomes real too.—

Lord Greville.

Though you be sprung in direct line from Hercules, if you show a low-born meanness, that long succession of ancestors whom you disgrace are so many witnesses against you; and this grand display of their tarnished glory but serves to make your ignominy more evident.—Boileau.

I am one who finds within me a nobility that spurns the idle pratings of the great, and their mean boasts of what their fathers were, while they themselves are fools effeminate.—


The character of the reputed ancestors of gome men has made it possible for their descendants to be vicious in the extreme, without being degenerate; and there are some hereditary strokes of character by which a family may be as clearlv distinguished as by the blackest features of the human face.—Junius.

It is better to be the builder of our own name than to be indebted by descent for the proudest gifts known to the books of heraldry.

Hosea Ballou.

Let him speak of his own deeds, and not of those of his forefathers. High birth is mere accident, and not virtue ; for if reason had controlled birth, and given empire only to the worthy, perhaps Arbaccs would have been Xerxes, and Xerxes Arbaccs.—Metastasio.

The generality of princes, if they were stripped of their purple and cast naked on the world, would immediately sink to the lowest rank of society, without "a hope of emerging from their obscurity.—Gibbon.

No man is nobler bom than another, unles* he is born with better abilities and a more amiable disposition. They who make such a parade with their family pictures and pedigrees, are, properly speaking, rather to be called noted or notorious than noble persons. I thought it right to say this much, in order to repel the insolence of men who depend entirely upon chance and accidental circumstances for distinction, and not at all on public services and personal merit.—Seneca.

A soldier, such as I am, may very well pretend to govern the state when he has known to defend it. The first who was king was a fortunate soldier. Whoever serves his country well has no need of ancestors.— Voltaire.

It has long seemed to me that it would be more honorable to our ancestors to praise them in words less, but in deeds to imitate them more.—Horace Mann.

By blood a king, in heart a clown.—


Those who have nothing else to recommend them to the respect of others but only their blood, cry it up at a great rate, and have their mouths perpetually full of it. They swell and vapor, and you are sure to hear of their families and relations every third word.—Charron.

Those who depend on the merits of their ancestors may be said to search in the roots of the tree for those fruits which the branches ought to produce.—Barrow.

In the founders of great families, titles or attributes of honor are generally correspondent with the virtues of the person to whom they arc applied ; but in their descendants they are too often the marks rather of grandeur than of merit. The stamp and denomination still continue, but the intrinsic value is frequently lost.


It is with antiquity as with ancestry, nations arc proud of the one, and individuals of the other; but if they are nothing in themselves, that which is their pride ought to be their humiliation.—Cotton.

The man who has nothing to boast of but his illustrious ancestry is like a potato, — the only good belonging to him is underground.— Sir Thomas Overbtiry.

Nobility of birth is like a cipher; it has no power in "itself, like wealth or talent; but it tells with all the power of a cipher when added to either of the oilier two.—J. F. Boyes.

We are very fond of some families because they can be traced beyond the Conquest, whereas indeed the farthA back, the worse, as being thv nearer allied to a race of robbers and thieves.—DeFoc.



The instincts of the ant are very unimportant, considered as the ant's; but the moment a ray of relation is seen to extend from it to man, and the little drudge is seen to be a monitor, a little body with a mighty heart, then all its habits, even that said to be recently observed, that it never sleeps, become sublime.—Emerson.



They arc to religion like breezes of air to the flame, — gentle ones will fan it, but strong ones will put it out. — Rev. Dr. Thomas.

If those who are the enemies of innocent amusements had the direction of the world, they would take away the spring, and youth, the former from the year, the latter from human life.— Balzac. _

The mind ought sometimes to be amused, that it may the better return to thought, and to itself.— Phadrus. _

It is exceedingly deleterious to withdraw the sanction of religion from amusement. If we feel that it is all injurious we should strip the earth of its flowers and blot out its pleasant sunshine. — Chopin.

There is no such sport as sport by sport o'erthrown. — Shakespeare.

Let the world have their May-games, wakes, whetsunales, their dancings and concerts ; their puppet-shows, hobby horses, tabors, bagpipes, balls, barley-breaks, and whatever sports and recreations please them best, provided they be followed with discretion. — Burton.

Amusement allures and deceives us, and leads us down imperceptibly in thoughtlessness to the grave.—Pascal.

The habit of dissipating every serious thought by a succession of 'agreeable sensations is as'fatal to happiness as to virtue; for when amusement is uniformly substituted for objects of moral and mental interest, we lose all that elevates our enjoyments above the scale of childish pleasures.—Anna Maria Porter.

To find recreation in amusements is not happiness; for this joy springs from alien and extrinsic sources, and is therefore dependent upon and subject to interruption by a thousand accidents, which may minister inevitable affliction.—Pascal.



Amnesty, that noble word, the genuine dictate of wisdom. — s



The amiable is a duty most certainly, but must not be exercised at the expense of any of the virtues. He who seeks to do the amiable always, can only be successful at the frequent expense of his manhood. — Simms.

How easy it is to be amiable in the midst of happiness and success ! — Madame Swetchine.

Amiable people, while they are more liable

to imposition in casual contact with the world,

yet radiate so much of mental sunshine that

they are reflected in all appreciative hearts. —

Madame Deluzy.

That constant desire of pleasing, which is the peculiar quality of some, may be called the happiest of all desires in this, that it scarcely ever fails of attaining its ends, when not disgraced by affectation. — Fielding.



The home of the homeless all over the earth. Street.

America, — half-brother of the world!—


America Is a fortunate country. She grows by i lif follies of our European nations.—Napoleon.



You have greatly ventured, but all must do so who would greatly win.—Byron.

To be ambitious of true honor, of the true glory and perfection of our natures, is the very principle and incentive of virtue; but to be ambitious of titles, of place, of ceremonial respects and civil pageantry, is as vain and little as the things are which we court.—Sir P. Sidney

Who soars too near the sun, with golden wings, melts them.—Shakes/icare.

It is a true observation of ancient writers, that as men are apt to be cast down by adversity, so they are easily satiated with prosperity, and that joy and grief.produce the same effects. For whenever men are not obliged by necessity to fight they fight from ambition, which is so powerful a passion in the human breast that however high we reach we arc never satisfied.—


Ambition becomes displeasing when it is once satiated ; there is a reaction ; and as our spirit, till our last sigh, is always aiming toward some object, it falls back on itself, having nothing else on which to rest; and having reached the summit, it longs to descend.—C'orneitie.

Nothing is too high for the daring of mortals: we storm heaven itself in our folly.—Horace.

If not for that of conscience, yet at least for ambition's sake, let us reject ambition, let us disdain that thirst of honor and renown, so low and mendicant, that it makes us beg it of all sorts of people.—-Montaigne.

The towering hope of eagle-eyed ambition.


I have always looked upon alchemy in nat- The modesty of certain ambitious persons

nral philosophy to be like enthusiasm in di- consists in becoming great without making too

vinity, and to nave troubled the world much to much noise; it m.iy be snid that they advance

the same purpose.—Sir W. Temple. in the world on tiptoe.— Voltaire.

ALLEGORY. When ambitious men find an open passage,

Allegories, when well chosen, are like so j they are rather busy than dangerous; and if

many tracks of light in a discourse, that make well watched in their proceedings, they will

everything about them clear and beautiful.— catch themselves in their own snare, and pre-

Addison. pare a way for their own destruction.—Quarla.

Allegory dwells in a transparent palace.— He who surpasses or subdues mankind must

Le Mierre. look down on the hate of those below.—Byron,

Fling away ambition; by that sin fell the angels: how can man then, the image of his Maker, hope to win by it ?—Shakespeare.

Ambition often puts men upon doing; the meanest offices; so climbing is performed m the same posture with creeping.—Sivift,

It is the nature of ambition to make men liars and cheats, and hide the truth in their breasts, and show, like jugglers, another thing in their months ; to cut all friendships and enmities to the measure of their interest, and to make a good countenance without tbe help of a good will.—Sallust.

It is by attempting to reach the top at a single leap that so much misery is produced in the world.—Cobbett.

Ambition is a lust that is never quenched, grows more inflamed and madder by enjoyment.—Otway.

Even' one has before his eyes an end which he pursues till death ; but for many that end is a feather which they blow before them in the air.—Nicoll.

Vaulting ambition, which overleaps itself.—

Say what we will, you may be sure that ambition "is an error; its wear and tear of heart are never recompensed, — it steals away the freshness of life, — it deadens its vivid and social enjoyments, — it shuts our souls to our own youth, — and we are old ere we remember that we have made a fever and a labor of our raciest years.—Bultcer Lyttrm.

Ambition thinks no face so beautiful as that which looks from under a crown.—

Sir P. Sidney.

Like dogs in a wheel, birds in a cage, or squirrels in a chain, ambitious men still climb and climb, with great labor, and incessant anxiety, but never reach the top.—Burton.

Ambition hath but two steps: the lowest, blood ; the highest, envy.—Lilly.

There is a native baseness in the ambition which seeks beyond its desert, that never shows more conspicuously than when, no matter how, it temporarily gains its object.—Slmms.

Ambition is the mind's immodesty.—

Sir W. Davenant.

A slave has but one master ; the ambitious man hnx as many masters as there are persons whose aid may contribute to the advancement of his fortune.—Bruyere.

Ambition is the germ from which all growth of nobleness proceeds.—T. D. Englith.

How dost then wear, and weary out thy day, restless ambition, never at an end !—Daniel.

Ambition is frequently the only refuge which life has left to the denied or mortified affections. We chide at the grasping eye, the daring wing, the soul that seems to thirst for sovereignty only, and know not that the flight of this ambitious bird has been from a bosom or a home that is tilled with ashes.—Simms.

The path of glory leads but to the grave.— Gray

Wisdom is corrupted by ambition, even when the quality of the ambition is intellectual. For ambition, even of this quality, is but a form of self-love.—Henry Taylor.

What is ambition ' It is a glorious cheat! Angels of light walk not so dazzlingly the sapphire walls of heaven.— Willis.

Remarkable places arc like the summits of

rocks ; eagles and reptile* only can get there.—

Madame Nedctr.

Hard, withering toil only can achieve a name; and long days and months and years must be parsed in the chase of that bubble, reputation, which, when once grasped, breaks in your eager clutch into a hundred lesser bubbles, that sour above vou still.—Mitchell.

We frequently pass from love to ambition, but one seldom returns from ambition to love.—


Ambition makes the same mistake concerning power that avarice makes concerning wealth. She begins by accumulating power as a mean to happiness, and she finishes by continuing to accumulate it as an end.—Cotton.

Ambition, like a torrent, never looks back.—

Ben Jonson.

Ambition, that high and glorious passion, which makes such havoc among the sons of men, arises from a proud desire of honor and distinction; and when the splendid trappings in which it is usually caparisoned are removed, will be found to consist of the mean materials of envy, pride, and covetousness.—Burton.

Ambition is an idol, on whose wings great minds are carried only to extreme, — to lie sublimely great, or to be nothing.—Southern.

Moderation cannot have the credit of combating and subduing ambition, — tliey are never found together. Moderation is the languor and indolence of the soul, as ambition is its activity and ardor —Rochefoucauld.

The cheat ambition, eager to espouse dominion, courts it with a lying show, and shines in borrowed pomp to serve a turn.—Jeffrey.

Dreams, indeed, are ambition ; for the very tnbstancc of the ambitious is merely the shadow of a dream. And I hold ambition of so airy and light a quality, that it is but a shadow a shadow.—Shakespeare.

Ambition is not a

vice of little people.


Ambition is a gilded misery, a secret poison, a hidden plague, the engineer of deceit, the mother of hypocrisy, the parent of envy, the original of vices, the moth of holiness, the blinder of hearts,'turning medicines into maladies, and remedies into diseases. High scats are never but uneasy, and crowns are always stuffed with thorns.—Rev. T. Brook*.

Take away ambition and vanity, and where will be your heroes and patriots *—Seneca.

I begin where most people end, with a full conviction of the emptiness of all sorts of ambition, and the unsatisfactory nature of all human pleasures.—Pope.

Ambition is to the mind what the cap is to the falcon; it blinds us first, and then compels us to tower, by reason of our blindness. But alas! when we are at the summit of a vain ambition, we are also at the depth of misery.— Cotton.

It is the constant fault and inseparable ill quality of ambition never to look behind it.— „ Seneca.

The shadow, wheresoever it passes, leaves no track behind it; and of the greatest personages of the world, when they are once dead, then there remains no more than if they had never lived. How many preceding emperors of the Assyrian monarchy were lords of the world as well as Alexander! and now we remain not only ignorant of their monuments, but know not so much as their names. And of the same great Alexander, what have we at this day except the vain noise of his fame *—

Jeremy Taylor.

We should be careful to deserve a good reputation by doing well; and when that care is once taken, not to be over anxious about the iuccess.—Rochester.

Ambition sufficiently plagnes her proselytes, by keeping themselves alwavs in show, like the itatne of a public place.—Montaigne.

Blood only serves to wash Ambition's hands.—Byron.

Ambition is torment enough for an enemy; for it affords as much discontentment in enjoying as in want, making men like poisoned rats, which, when they have tasted of their bane, cannot rest till they drink, and then can much less rest till they die.—Bishop HaU.

Neither love nor ambition, as it has often been shown, can brook a division of its empire in the heart.—Bovee.

Ambition is a rebel both to the soul and reason, and enforces all laws, all conscience; treads upon religion, and offers violence to na tare's self.—Ben Jonson.

Alas! ambition makes my little less.— Young.

Ambition is but avarice on stilts, and masked. God sometimes sends a famine, sometimes a pestilence, and sometimes a hero, for the chastisement of mankind ; none of them surely for our admiration.—Landor.

The ambitious deceive themselves when they propose an end to their ambition; for that end, when attained, becomes a means.—


There is a kind of grandeur and respect which the meanest and most insignificant part of mankind endeavor to procure in the little circle of their friends and acquaintance. The poorest mechanic, nay, the man who lives upon common alms, gets him his set of admirers, and delights in that superiority which he enjoys over those who are in some respects beneath him. This ambition, which is natural to the soul of man, might, methinks, receive a very happy turn ; and, if it were rightly directed, contribute as much to a person's advantage, as it generally does to his uneasiness and disquiet.—Additon.

Ambition is like choler, which is a humor that Itu I. .; h men active, earnest, full of alncrity, and stirring, if it t>e not stopped; but if it be stopped, and cannot have its way, it becometh fiery, and thereby malign and venomous.—


Ambition, like love, can abide no lingering; and ever urgeth on his own successes, hating nothing but what may stop them.—

_ Sir P. Sidney.

We must distinguish between felicity and prosperity; for prosperity leads often to ambition, and ambition to disappointment; the course is then over, the wheel turns round but once, while the reaction of goodness and happiness is perpetual.—Landor.

One may easily enough guard against ambition till fivc-and-twcnty. It is not ambition'! day.—Shenstone,

We should reflect that w.iatever tempts the pride and vanity of ambitions persons is not so nig as the smallest star which we see scattered in disorder and unregarded on the pavement of heaven.—-Jeremy Taylor.

The tallest trees arc most in the power of the winds, and ambitious men of the blasts of fortune.— William Perm.

A noble man compares and estimates himself by an idea which is higher than himself, and a mean man by one which is lower than himself. The one produces aspiration; the other, ambition, Ambition is the way in which a vulgar man aspires.—Beecher.

Ambition! deadly tyrant! inexorable master! what alarms, what anxious hours, what agonies of heart, are th; sure portion of thy gaudy slaves (—Mallet

Don Quixote thought he could have made beautiful bird-cages and tooth-picks if his brain had uot been so full of ideas of chivalry. Most people would succeed in small things if they were not troubled with great ambitions.—


Ambition is like love, impatient both of delays and rivals.—Denham.

Ambition is, of all other, the most contrary humor to solitude ; and glory and repose arc so inconsistent that thcv cannot possibly inhabit one and the same place; and for so much as I understand, those have only their arms and legs disengaged from the crowd, their mind and intention remain engaged behind more than ever.—-Munta iyne.

Nothing can be more destructive to ambition, and the passion for conquest, than the true system of astronomy. What a poor thing is even the whole globe in comparison of the infinite extent of nature!—f'ontenelle.

If love and ambition should be in equal balance, and come to jostle with equal force, I make no doubt but that the last would win the prize.—Montaiyne.

Most natures nre insolvent; cannot satisfy their own wants, have an ambition out of all proportion to their practical force, and so do lean and beg day and night continually.—


It is not for man to rest in absolute contentment. He is born to hopes and aspirations, ns the sparks fly upwards, unless he has brntificd his nature, and quenched the spirit of immortality, which is his portion.—Southey.

Where ambition can be so happy as to cover its enterprises even to the person himself, under the appearance of principle, it is the most incurable and inflexible of all human passions.—




An ambassador is an honest man sent to lie abroad for the commonwealth.—Sir H. Wotton



Alchemy miv be compared to the man who told his sons he h:id left them gold buried somewhere in his vineyard ; where they by digging found no gold, but by turning up tlie mould, about the roots of their vines, procured a plentiful vintage. So the search and endeavors to make gold have brought many useful inventions and instructive experiments to light.—Bacon.

A man conversing in earnest, if he watch his intellectual processes, will find that a material image, more or less luminous, arises in his mind, contemporaneous with every thought, which furnishes the vestment of the thought. Hence, good writing and brilliant discourse are perpetual allegories.—Emerson.



Agriculture is the most certain source of strength, wealth, and independence. Commerce flourishes by circumstances precarious, contingent, transitory, almost as liable to change as the winds and waves that waft it to our shores. She may well l>c termed the younger sister, for, in all emergencies, she looks to agriculture, both for defence and for supply.—Cotton.

The first three men in the world were a gardener, a ploughman, and a grazier; and if any man object that the second of these was a murderer, I desire he would consider that as soon as he was so, he quitted our profession and turned builder.—Cowley.

In ancient times, the sacred plough employed the kings, and awful fathers of mankind.—


In the age of acorns, antecedent to Ceres and the royal ploughman Triptolemus, a single barley-corn had been of more value to mankind than all the diamonds that glowed in the mines of India.—//. Brooke.

He who would look with contempt upon thc^ fanner's pursuit is not worthy the name of a man.—Beecher.

Trade increases the wealth and glory of a country ; but its real strength and stamina arc to be looked for ainong the cultivators of the \ant3i.-~Lord Chatham,

He that sows his grain upon marble will have many a hungry belly before his harvest.—


In a moral point of view, the life of the agriculturist is the most pure and holy of any class of men; pure, because it is the most healthful, and vice can hardly find time to contaminate it; and holy, because it brings the Deity perpetually before his view, giving him thereby the most exalted notions of supreme power, and the most fascinating and endearing view of moral benignity.—

LorH John RumeU.

The farmers are the founders of civilization.
Daniel Webster.

And he gave it for his opinion, that whoever could make two ears of corn, or two blades of grass, to grow upon a spot of ground where only one grew before, Would deserve better of mankind, and do more essential service to his country, than the whole race of politicians put together.—Swift.

Command large fields, but cultivate small cnes.— Vinjil,

The frost is God's plough, which he drives

through every inch of ground in the world,

opening each clod, and pulverizing the whole.—


" Agriculture, for an honorable and high- minded man," says Xenophon, "is the best of all occupations and arts by which men procure the means of living."—Alcott.



The character in conversation which commonly passes for agreeable is made up of civility and falsehood.—Swift.

The art of being agreeable frequently miscarries through the ambition which accompanies it. Wit, learning, wisdom, — what can more effectually conduce to the profit and delight of society ? Yet I am sensible that a man may be too invariably wise, learned, or witty to be agreeable ;-and I take the reason of this to be, that pleasure cannot be bestowed by the simple and unmixed exertion of any one faculty or accomplishment.—Cumberland.

If you wish to appear agreeable in society you must consent to be taught many things which you know already.—Lavater.

We may say of agreeableness, as distinct from beauty, that it consists in a symmetry of which we know not the rules, and a secret conformity of the features to each other, and to the air and complexion of the person.—


Most arts require long study and application ; but the most useful art of all, that of pleasing, requires only the desire.—Chesterfield.

Nature has left every man a capacity of being agreeable, though not of shining in company ; and there are a hundred men sufficiently qualified tor both who, bv a very few faults, that they might correct in Imlf an hour, are not so much as tolerable.—ijwift,



There are three classes into which all the women past seventy years of age, that ever I knew, were to be divided: 1. That dear old soul; 2. That old woman; 3. That old witch.—


When a noble life has prepared old age, it ig not the decline that it reveals, but the tirst days of immortality.—Madame de Stael.

The evening of life brings with it its lumps.—


Can man be so age-stricken that no faintest sunshine of his youth may revisit him once a jear? It is impossible. The moss on our tirne- worn mansion brightens into beauty ; the good old pastor, who once dwelt here, renewed his prime and regained his boyhood in the genial breezes of his ninetieth spring. Alas for the worn and heavy soul, if, whether in youth or age, it has outlived its privilege of springtime sprightliness!—Hawthorne.

Age makes us not childish, as some say; it finds as still true children.—Goethe.

Most long lives resemble those threads of gossamer, the nearest approach to nothing unmeaningly prolonged, scarce visible pathways of some worm from his cradle to his grave.—Lowell.

O sir, you are old; nature in you stands on the rery verge of her confine; you should be ruled and le«l by some discretion, that discerns your state better than you yourself.—Shakespeare.

Aye is rarely despised but when it is contemptible.—Johnson.

That which is usually called dotage is not the weak point of all old men, but only of such ai are distinguished by their levity.—Cicero.

Old ago likes to dwell in the recollections of the past, and, mistaking the speedy march of years, often is inclined to take the prudence of the winter time for a fit wisdom of midsummer days. Manhood is bent to the passing cares of the passing moment, and holds so closely to his eyes the sheet of " to-day," that it screens the " to-morrow " from his sight.—Kossuth.

To be happy, we must lie true to nature, and carry our age along with us.—Uazlitt.

Winter, which strips the leaves from around us, makes us see the distant regions they formerly concealed ; so does old age rob us of our enjoyments, only to enlarge tht prospect of eternity before us.—Richter.

They say women and music should never be dated.—Goldsmith.

Old age is a lease nature only signs as a particular favor, and it mny be, to one only in the space of two or three ages ; and then with a pass to boot, to carry him through all the traverses and difficulties she has strewed in the way of his long career.—Montaigne.

Crabbed age and youth cannot live together.

If the memory is more flexible in childhood, it is more tenacious in mature age ; if childhood has sometimes the memory of words, old age has that of things, which impress themselves according to the clearness of the conception of the thought which we wish to retain.—

De Bonstelten.

Old ago has deformities enough of its own; do not add to it the deformity of vice.—Cato.

We should provide for our age, in order that our age may have no urgent wants of this world to absorb it from the meditation of the next It is awful to see the lean hands of dotage making a coffer of the grave!—Bulioer Li/tton.

There cannot live a more unhappy creature than an ill-natured old m:in, who is neither capable of receiving pleasures nor sensible of doing them to others.—Sir \V. Temple.

A comfortable old age is the reward of a well-spent youth ; therefore instead of its introducing dismal and melancholy prospects of decay, it should give us hopes of eternal youth in aoetter world.—Palmer.

For my own part, I had rather be old only a short time than be old before I really am so.—


He who would pass the declining years of his life with honor and comfort, should when ! young,-consider that he may one day become I old, and remember, when he is old, that he has once been yonng.—Addison.

Age, that lessens the cnjovmcnt of life, increases our desire of living.—Goldsmith.

The damps of autumn sink into the leaves and prepare them for the necessity of their fall; and thus insensibly are we, as years close round us, detached from our tenacity of life by the gentle pressure of recorded sorrows.—Landor.

The defects of the mind, like those of the face, grow worse as we grow old.—Rochefoucauld.

Old age is never honored among us, but only indulged, as childhood is ; and old men lose one of the most precious rights of man, — that of being judged tiy their peers.—Goethe.

Though I look old, yet I am strong and lusty; for in my youth I never did apply hot and rebellious liquors in my blood; nor did not with unbashful forehead woo the means of weakness and debility; therefore my age is as a lusty winter, frosty, but kindly.—Shakespeare.

We do not count a man's years until he has nothing else to count.—Emerson.

I think that to have known one good old man — one man, who, through the chances and mischances of a long life, has carried his heart in his hand, like a palm-brunch, waving all discords into peace — helps our faith in God, in ourselves, and in each other more than many sermons.—G. \\r. Curtis.

A healthy old fellow, who is not a fool, is the happiest creature living.—Stcele.

Our life much resembles wine: when there is only a little remaining, it becomes vinegar; for all the ills of human nature crowd to old age as if it were a workshop.—Antiphanes.

Age imprints more wrinkles in the mind, than it does in the face, and souls arc never, or very rarely seen, that in growing old do not smell sour and mustv. Man moves all together, both towards his perfection and decay.


As we grow old we liecome more foolish and more wise.—Rochefoucauld.

The silver livery of ad vised age.—Shakespeare.

It is noticeable how intuitively in age we go back with strange fondness to all that is fresh in the earliest dawn of youth. If we never cared for little children before, we delight to see them roll in the grass over which we nobble on crutches. The grandsire turns wearily from his middle-aged, care-worn son, to listen with infant laugh to the prattle of an infant grandchild. It is the old who plant young trees; it is the old who are most saddened'by the autumn, and feel most delight in the returning spring.—

Bulwer Lytton.

A youthful age is desirable, but aged youth is troublesome and grievous.—Chilo.

True wisdom, indeed, springs from the wide brain which is fed from the deep heart; and it is only when age warms its withering conceptions at the memory of its youthful fire, when it makes experience serve aspiration, and knowledge illumine the difficult paths through which thoughts thread their way into facts, — it is only then that age becomes broadly and nobly wise.— WhippU.

No wise man ever wished to be younger.— Swift.

The mental powers acquire their full robustness when the cheek loses its ruddy hue, and the limbs their elastic step; and pale thought sits on manly brows, and the watchman, as he walks his rounds, sees the student's lamp burning far into the silent night.—Dr. Guthrie.

Childhood itself is scarcely more lovely than a cheerful, kindly, sunshiny old age.—

Mrs. L. M. Child.

Last scene of all, that ends this strange, eventful history, is second childishness, and mere oblivion ; sans teeth, sans eyes, sans taste, sans everything.—Shakespeare.

The enthusiasm of old men is singularly like that of infancy.—Gerard de Nerval.

The tendency of old age, say the physiologists, is to form bone. It is as rare as it is pleasant, to meet with an old man whose opinions are not ossified.—J. f. Boy&e.

It is difficult to grow old gracefully.—

Madame de Stait.

The heart never grows better by age, I fear rather worse; always harder. A young liar will be an old one; and a young knave will only be a greater knave as he grows older —


Though sinking in decrepit age, he prematurely falls whose memory records no benefit conferred on him by man. They only have lived long who have lived virtuously. —Sheridan.

Men, like peaches and pears, grow sweet a little while before they begin to decay.—Holmes.

Time has laid his hand upon my heart gently, not smiting it; but as a harper lays his open palm upon his harp, to deaden its vibrations.— Longfellow.

Years do not make sages; they only make old men.—Madame Swetchine.

Men of age object too much, consult too long, adventure too little, repent too soon, and seldom drive business home to the full period, but content themselves with a mediocrity of success.—Bacon.

When men grow virtuous in their old age,

(* nj ji m'jii j^rvw vircuuua lu men uiu u^v, Ai* « winj nvji^aoin^, — 0---- —

they are merely making a sacrifice to God of more indulgent. I see no fimlt committed that the Devil's leavings.—Swift. 1 have not committed

Time's chariot-wheels make their carriage- road in the fairest face.—Rochefoucauld.

I feel I am growing old for want of somebody to tell me that I am looking as young as ever. Charming falsehood! There is a vast deal of vital air in loving words.—Landor.

Years steal fire from the mind as vigor from the limb.—Byron.

Like a morning dream, life becomes more and more bright the longer we live, and the reason of everything appears more clear. Whut has puzzled us before seems less mysterious, and the crooked paths look straighter as we approach the end.—Richter.

What folly can be ranker'! Like our shadows, our wishes lengthen as our sun declines.—


Every man desires to live long; but no man would be old.—Swift.

Age and sufferings had already marked out the first incisions for death, so that he required but little effort to cut her down ; for it is with men as with trees, they are notched long before felling, that their life-sap may flow out. —Ricltter.

We see time's furrows on another's brow; how few themselves, in that just mirror, see !—


There is nothing more disgraceful than that an old man should have nothing to produce us a proof that he has lived long except his years.


Old men's lives are lengthened shadows; their evening sun falls coldly on the earth, but the shadows all point to the morning.—liicliter

How many persons fancy they have experience simply because they have grown old!—


I venerate old age; and I love not the man who can look without emotion upon the sunset of life, when the dusk of evening begins to gather over the watery eye, and the shadows of twilight grow broader and deeper upon the understanding.—LoiujJeUuui.

The surest sign of age is loneliness. While one finds company in himself and his pursuits, he cannot be old, whatever his years may be.—


As sailing into port is a happier thing than the voyage, so i» age happier tliau youth; that is, when the voyage from youth is made with Christ at the helm.—Rea. J. PuUford.

It is only necessary to grow old to become

' '--' * e no fault eommitrj 'u"


Vanity in an old man is charming. It is a proof of an open nature. Eighty winters have not frozen him up, or taught him concealments. In a young person it is simply allowable ; we do not expect him to he above it.—


The smile upon the old man's lip, like the last rays of the setting sun, pierces the heart with a sweet and sad emotion. There is still a ray, there is still a smile; but they may be the last.—Madame Saxtcltine.

An aged Christian, with the snow of time

on his head, may remind us that those point*

of earth are whitest which are nearest heaven.—

. Chapin.

Tell me what you find better or m
The clock of his age had struck fifty-eight.— Cellini.

Natures that have much heat, and great and violent desires and perturbations, are not ripe for action till they have passed the meridian of their years.—Bacon.

A time there is when like a thrice-told tale long-rifled life of sweets can yield no more.—


Mellowed by the stealing hours of time.—

Age and youth look upon life from the opposite ends of the telescope; it is exceedingly long, — it is exceedingly short.—Beectter.

Nature is full of frenks, and now puts an old head on young shoulders, and then a young heart beating under fourscore winters.—


As we advance in life the circle of our pains enlarges, while that of onr pleasures contracts. Madame Swetchine.

Nature, as it grows again toward earth, is fashioned tor the journey, dull and heavy.—


Old age was naturally more honored in times when people could not know much more than what they had seen.—Joubert.

Few people know how to be old.—


Old age is not one of the beauties of creation, but it is one of its harmonies. The law of contrasts is one of the laws of beauty. Under the conditions of our climate, shadow gives light its worth; sternness enhances mildness; solemnity, splendor. Varying proportions of size support and subserve one another.—

Madame Swetckine.

When men once reach their autumn, sickly joys fall off apace, as yellow leaves from trees.—


Gray hairs seem to my fancy like the light of a soft moon, silvering over "the evening of life.—ladder.

We grizzle every day. I sec no need of it. j Whilst we converse with what is above us, we do not grow old, but grow young.—Emerson.

One's age should be tranquil, ns one's childhood should l>c playful; hnrd work, at cither extremity of human existence, seems to me out of place; the morning and the evening should be alike cool and peaceful; at midday the sun may burn, and men may labor under it.— ; Dr. Arnold. '

At twenty years of age, the will reigns ; at thirty, the wit; and at forty, the judgment.—


Depend upon it, a man never experiences

guch pleasure or grief after fourteen years as he

docs before, unless in some cases, in his first

love-making, when the sensation is new to him.

Charles Kingsley.

We hope to grow old, yet we fear old ape , that is, we are willing to live, and afraid to die.


Some one has said of a fine and honorable old age, that it was the childhood of immortality.—Pindar.

Cautious nge (inspects the flattering form, and only credits what experience tells.—Johnson.

Each departed fnend is a magnet that attracts us to the next world, and the old man lives among graves.—Ktclder.

Monday, May 18, 2009



Affliction is a school of virtue: it corrects

levity, and interrupts the confidence of sinning.—


The truth is, when we are under any affliction, we are generally troubled with a malicious kind of melancholy; we only dwell and pore upon the sad and dark occurrences of Providence, but never take notice of the more benign and bright ones. Our way in this world is like a walk under a row of trees, checkered with light and shade; and because we cannot all along walk in the sunshine, we therefore perversely fix only U]Kin the' darker passages, and so lose all the comfort of our comforts. We are like froward children who, if you take one of their playthings from them, throw away all the rest in spite.—Bishop Hopkins.

As threshing separates the wheat from the chaff, so does affliction purify virtue.—Burton.

God washes the eyes by tears until they can behold the invisible land where tears shall come no more. O love I O affliction I ye are the guides that show us the way through the great airy space where our loved ones walked ; and, as hounds easily follow the scent before the dew be risen, so God teaches us, while yet our sorrow is wet, to follow on and find our dear ones in heaven.—Beecher.

It is from the remembrance of joys we have lost that the arrows of affliction arc pointed.—


It is a great thing, when our Gethsemane hours come, when the cup of bitterness is pressed to our lips, and when we prav that it may pass away, to feel that it is not fate, that it is not necessity, but divine love for good ends working upon us.—Chapin.

If you would not have affliction visit you twice, listen at once to what it teaches.—Burgh.

The cloud which appeared to the prophet Ezekiel carried with it winds and storms, but it was environed with a golden circle, to teach us that the storms of affliction, which happen to God's children, are encompassed with brightness and smiling felicity.—j.V. Caussin.

When sorrows come, they come not single Bpics, but in battalions.—Shakespeare.

In thy silent wishing, thy voiceless, unut- tered prayer, let the desire be not cherished that afflictions may not visit thee; for well has it been said, " Such prayers never seem to have wings. I am willing to be purified through sorrow, and to accept it meekly as a blessing. I see that all the clouds are angels' faces, and their voices speak harmoniously of the everlasting chime. —Mrs. L. M. Child.

Amid my list of blessings infinite stands this the foremost, " That my heart has bled."—


Man is born to trouble, as the sparks fly upward.—Bible.

The very afflictions of our earthly pilgrimage presages of our future glory, as shadows

indicate the sun.—liicliter.

As the most generous vine, if it is not pruned, runs out into many superfluous stems, and grows at last weak ana fruitless; so doth the best man, if he be not cut short of his desires and pruned with afflictions. If it be painful to bleed, it is worse to wither. Let me be pruned, that I may grow, rather than be cut up to bum.—Bishop hall.

Corn is cleaned with wind, and the soul with chastening.—George Herbert.

No chastening for the present secmeth to be joyous, but grievous; nevertheless afterward it yieldeth the peaceable fruit of righteousness unto them which are exercised thereby.—Bible.

Tears and sorrows and losses are a part Fairer and more fruitful in spring the vine of what must be experienced in this present becomes from the skilful pruning of the hus- Btate of life: some for our nlanifest good, and ! bandman ; less pure had been the gums which 11, therefore, it is trusted, for our good con- the odorous balsam gives if it had not been cut

cealed; — for our final and greatest good.—

Leigh Hunt.

Afflictions clarify the soul.—Quartet.

There is an elasticity in the human mind, capable of bearing much, but which will not show itself until a certain weight of affliction be pnt upon it; its powers may be compared to those vehicles whose springs are so contrived that they get on smoothly enough when loaded, but jolt confoundedly when they have nothing to bear.—Cotton.

Calamity is man's true touchstone.—Fletcher.

In a great affliction there is no light either in the stars or in the sun ; for when the inward light is fed with fragrant oil, there can be no darkness though the sun should go out. But when, like a sacred lamp in the temple, the inward light is quenched, there is no light outwardly, though a thousand suns should preside in the heavens.—Beecher.

by the knife of the Arabian shepherd.—


The good are better mndc by ill, as odors crushed are sweeter still!—Rogers.

No man ever stated his griefs as lightly as he might. For it is only the finite that has wrought and suffered ; the infinite lies stretched in smiling repose.—Emerson.

The loss of a beloved connection awakens an interest in heaven before unfelt.—Bovee.

Afflictions sent by Providence melt the constancy of the noble-minded, but confirm the obduracy of the vile. The same furnace that hardens clay liquefies gold; and in the strong manifestations of divine |>ower Pharaoh found his punishment, but David his pardon.—Cotton.

With every anguish of our earthly part the spirit's sight grows clearer; this was meant when Jesus touched the blind man's lids with clay.—

The great, in affliction, bear a countenance more princelv than they are wont; for it is the temper of the highest heart, like the palm- tree, to strive most upward when it is most burdened.—Sir P. Sidney.

What seem to us but dim funereal tapers may be heaven's distant lamps.—Longfellow.

F/xtraordinary afflictions are not always the punishment of extraordinary sins, but sometimes the trial of extraordinary graces.—

Matthew llfnry.

The eternal stars shine out as soon as it is dark enough.—Carlyle.

As they lay copper in aquafortis before they begin to engrave it, so the Lord usually prepares us by the searching, softening discipline of affliction for making a deep, lasting impression of himself upon our hearts.—J. T. Nottidge.

God afflicts with the mind of a father, and With the wind of tribulation God separates, kills for no other purpose but that he may raise , in the floor of the soul, the chaff from the gain.—South. corn.—Molinot.

Sanctified afflictions are spiritual promotions. -Matthew Henry.

God is now spoiling us of what would otherwise have spoiled us. When God makes the world too hot for his people to hold, they will let it go.—T. Powell.

How blunt are all the arrows of thy quiver in comparison with those of guilt!—Blair.

There is a quiet repose and steadiness about ! the happiness of age, if the life has been well j spent. Its feebleness is not puinful. The nervous system has lost its aeutenesss. Even in mature years we feel that a burn, a scald, a cut, is more tolerable than it was in the sensitive period of youth.—Hazl'M.

Old age is a tyrant, which forbids the pleasures of youth on pain of death.—Rochefoucauld.

Afflictions are the medicine of the mind. Life grows darker as we go on, till only one If they are not toothsome, let it suffice that they ' pure light is left shining on it; and fnith. are wholesome. It is not required in physic Old age, like solitude and sorrow, has its revela- that it should please, but heal.—Bishop HensHaw. tions.—Madame Swelchine.

'T is a physic that is bitter to sweet end.— Shakespeare.

There will be no Christian but what will have a Gethsemane, but everv praying Christian will find that there is no 6ethsemane without its angel!—Rev. T. Biimey.



There is so little to redeem the dry mass of follies and errors from which the materials of this life are composed, that anything to love or to reverence becomes, as it were, the Sabbath for the mind.—Buluter Lytton.

Loving souls are like panpers. They live on what is given them.—Madame Swttchine.

How often a new affection makes a new man! The sordid, cowering soul turns heroic. The frivolous girl becomes the steadfast martyr of patience and ministration, transfigured by deathless love. The career of bounding impulses tums into an anthem of sacred deeds.—


It is sweet to feel by what fine-spun thread* our affections are drawn together.—Sterne.

There are few mortals so insensible that their affections cannot be pained by mildness, their confidence bv sincerity, their hatred by scorn or neglect.—jUmwtrmann.

The poor wren, the most diminutive of birds, will fight, her voung ones in her nest, against the owl.—Shakespeare.

The affection of young ladies is of ag rapid growth as Jack's beanstalk, and reaches up to the sky in a night.—Thackeray.

Alas I our young affections run to waste, or water but the desert.—Byron.

Universal love is a glove without fingers,

which fits all hands alike, and none closely ; but

true affection is like a glove with fingers, which

fits one hand only, and sits close to that one.—


No decking sets forth anything so much as affection.—Sir P. Sidney.

How sacred, how beautiful, is the feeling of affection in pure and guileless bosoms! The proud may sneer at it, the fashionable may call it fable, the selfish and dissipated may affect to despise it; but the holy passion is surely of heaven, and is made evil bv the corruptions of those whom it was sent to bless and to preserve.—Mordaunt.

There are moments of mingled sorrow and tenderness, which hallow the caresses of affection.— Washington Irving.

One touch of nature makes the whole world kin.— Shakespeare.

Why doth Fate, that often bestows thousands of souls on a conqueror or tyrant, to be the sport of his passions, so often deny to the tcn- derost and most feeling hearts one kindred one on which to lavish their affections ? Why is it that Love must so often sigh in vain for an object, and Hate never *—Richier.

Of all earthly music, that which reaches the farthest into heaven is the beating of a loving heart.—Beecher.

Affections injured by tyranny, or rigor of

compulsion, like tempest-threatened trees, nn-

firmlv rooted, never spring to timely growth.—

John Ford.

There comes a time when the souls of human beings, women more even than men, begin to faint for the atmosphere of the affections they are made to breathe.—Holmes.

Our happiness in this world depends on the affections we are enabled to inspire.—

e de Praslin.

How cling we to a thing our hearts have nursed !—Mr*. C. 11. W. Esling.

If the deepest and best affections which God has given ns sometimes brood over the heart like doves of peace, — they sometimes suck out our life-blood like vampires.—Mrs. Jameson.

I have given suck, and know how tender it is to love the babe that milks me.—Shakesjieare.

Let the foundation of thy affection be virtue, then make the building as rich and as glorious as thou canst; if the foundation be beauty or wealth, and the building virtue, the foundation is too weak for the building, nnd it will fall: happy is he, the palace of whose affection is founded upon virtue, walled with riches, glnzcd with beaut v, and roofed with honor.—Quartet.

If there is anything that keeps the mind open to angel visits, and repels the ministry of ill, it is human love !— Willis.

The heart will commonly govern the head, and it is certain that any strong passion, set the wrong way, will soon infatuate even the wisest of men ; therefore the first part of wisdom is to watch the affections.—L>r. Walerland.

The affections are immortal I they are the sympathies which unite the ceaseless generations.—Bulioer Lytton.

Our sweetest experiences of affection an meant to be suggestions of that realm which is the home of the heart.—Seedier.



Among the numerous stratagems by which pride endeavors to recommend folly to regard, there is scarcely one that meets with less success than affectation, or a perpetual disguise of the real character by fictitious appearances.—


Great vices are the proper objects of our detestation, smaller faults of our pity, but affectation appears to be the only true source of the ridiculous.—Fielding.

We are never made so ridiculous by the ijualities we have, as by those we affect to have.—Rochefoucauld.

Affectation is certain deformity; by forming themselves on fantastic models, the young begin with being ridiculous, and often end in being vicious.—Blair.

In all the professions every one affects a particular look and exterior, in order to appear what he wishes to be thought; so that it may be said the world is made up of appearances.—


Affectation is a greater enemy to the face than the small-pox.—St. Evremond.

Paltry affectation, strained allusions, and disgusting finery are easily attained by those who choose to wear them; they are but too frequently the badges of ignorance or of stupidity, whenever it would endeavor to please.—


Affectation hides three times as many virtues M Charity does sins.—Horace Mann.

Affectation is to be always distinguished from hypocrisy, as being the art of counterfeiting those qualities, which we might with innocence and safety, be known to want. Hypocrisy is the necessary burden of villany ; affectation part of the chosen trappings of folly.—Jolirnon.

Die of a rose in aromatic pain.—Pope.

Affectation proceeds from one of these two causes, — vanity or hypocrisy; for as vanity puts us on affecting false characters, in order to purchase applause ; so hypocrisy sets us on an endeavor to avoid censure, by concealing our vices under an appearance of their opposite virtues.—Fielding.

Affectation in any part of our carriage is lighting up a candle to sec our defects, and never fails to make us taken notice of, either as wanting sense or sincerity.—Locke.

All affectation is the vain and ridiculous attempt of poverty to appear rich.—Lavater.

When Cicero consulted the oracle at Del- phos, concerning what course of studies he should pursue, the answer was, " Follow Nature." If every one would do this, affectation would be almost unknown.—./. Beaumont.

Avoid all affectation and singularity. What is according to nature is liest, and what is contrary to it is always distasteful. Nothing is graceful that is not our own.—Jeremy Collier.

Hearts may be attracted by assumed qualities, but the tifl'ections are only to be fixed by those that are real.—De May.

I will not call vanity and affectation twins, because, more properly, vanity is the mother, and affectation is the darling^ daughter. Vanity is the sin, and affectation is the punishment; the first may be called the root of self-love, the other the fruit. Vanity is never at its full growth till it spreadeth into affectation, and then it is complete.—Sir II. Saville.

There is a pleasure in affecting affectation.—


Affectation naturally counterfeits those excellences which are placed at the greatest distance from possibility of attainment, because, knowing our own defects, we eagerly endeavor to supply them with artificial excellence.—


Affectation is as necessary to the mind a* dress is to the body.—llazlitt.

It is remarkable that great affectation and great absence of it (unconsciousness) are at first sight very similar; they are both apt to produce singularity.—Bishop Whately.

Affectation discovers sooner what one is than it makes known what one would fain appear to be.—Stanislaus.



How is it possible to expect that mankind will take advice when they will not so much as take warning?—Swift.

Counsel and conversation is a good second education, that improves all the virtue and corrects all the1 vice of the former, and of nature itself.— Clarendon.

He that gives good advice builds with ona hand ; he that gives good counsel and example builds with the other; but he that givee good admonition and bad example builds with one hand and pulls down with the other.—Bacon.

He who can advise is sometimes superior to him who can give it.—Von Knebel.

Advice, as it always gives a temporary appearance of superiority, can never be very grateful, even when it is most necessary or most judicious ; but, for the same reason, every one is eager to instruct his neighbors.—Johnson.

The worst men often give the best advice.—Bailey.

If to do were as casv as to know what were good to do, chapels had been churches, and poor men's cottages, princes' palaces. It is a good divine that follows his own instructions : I can easier teach twenty what were good to be done, than be one of the twenty to follow mine own teaching.—Shakespeare.

Good counsels observed are chains to grace. -Fuller.

There is nothing of which men are more liberal than their good advice, be their stock of it ever so small; because it seems to carry in it an intimation of their own influence, importance, or worth.—Young.

Wait for the season when to cast good conn. sels upon subsiding passion.—Shakespeare.

Nothing is less sincere than our manner of asking and of giving advice. He who asks advice would seem to have a respectful deference for the opinion of his friend, whilst yet he onlj aims at getting his own approved of, and his friend responsible for his conduct. On the other hand, he who gives it repays the confidence supposed to be placed in him by a seemingly disinterested zeal, whilst he seldom means anything by the advice he gives but his own interest or reputation.—Rochefoucauld.

Let no man value at a little price a virtuous woman's counsel.—George Chapman.

No one was ever the better for advice: in general, what we called giving advice was properly taking an occasion to show our own wisdom at another's expense; and to receive advice was little better than tamely to afford another the occasion of raisin? himself a character from our defects.—Lord Shaftesbury.

Mishaps are mastered by advice discreet, and counsel mitigates the greatest smart.—Spenser.

When we feel a strong desire to thrust onr advice upon others, it is usually because we suspect their weakness ; but we ought rather to ' suspect our own.—Cotton.

Advice is offensive, not because it lays us open to unexpected regret, or convicts us of any fault which has escaped our notice, but because it shows us that we are known to others as well as ourselves; and the officious monitor is persecuted with hatred, not because his accusation i- false, but because he assumes the superiority which we arc not willing to gr?nt him, and has dared to detect what we desire to conceal.—Johnson.

How is it that even castaways can give such good advicE? Ninon de I'Enclos.

A man takes contradiction and advice much more easily than people think, only he will not bear it when violently given, even though it be well founded. Hearts are flowers; they remain open to the softly falling dew, but shut up in the violent downpo'ur of rain.—Richter.

Let no min presume to give advice to others that has not first given good counsel to himself.—Seneca.

There is as much difference between the counsel that a friend giveth and that a man givcth himself, as there is between the counsel of a friend and of a flatterer; for there is no such flatterer as a man's self, and there is no such remedy against flattery of a man's self as the liberty of a friend.—Bacon.

It has been well observed that few are better qualified to give others advice than those who have taken the least of it themselves.—Goldsmith.

It was the maxim, I think, of Alphonsus of Aragon, that dead counsellors are safest. The grave puts an end to flattery and artifice, and the information we receive from books is pure from interest, fear, and ambition. Dead counsellors are likewise most instructive, because they are heard with patience and with reverence.—Johnson.

Admonish your friends privately, but praise them openly.—Publius Syria.

The greatest trust between man and man is tie trust of giving counsel.—Bacon.

I lay very little stress either upon asking or giving advice. Generally speaking, they who ask advice know what they wioh to do, and remain firm to their intentionns. A man may allow himself to be enlightened on various points, even upon matters of expediency and duty; but, after all, he must determine his course of action for himself.— Wihelem von Humboldt.

Remember this : thev that will not be counselled cannot be helped. If you do not hear Reason, she will rap your knuckles.—Franklin.

There is nearly as much ability requisite to know how to profit by good advice as to know how to act fur one's self.—Rochefoucauld.

Do not give to thy friends the most agreeable counsels, but the most advantageous.—Tuckerman,

We ask advice, but we mean approbation.—Cotton.

No man is so foolish but he may give another good counsel sometimes, and no man so wise but he may easily err, if he takes no other counsel than his own. He that was taught only by himself had a fool for a master. -Ben Jonson.

Men give away nothing so liberally as their advice.—Rochefoucauld.

I forget whether advice be among the lost things which Ariosto says arc to be found in the moon: that and time ought to have been there.—Swift.

Advice is seldom welcome. Those who need it most like it least.—Johnson.

He who calls in the aid of an equal understanding doubles his own ; and he who profits by a superior understanding raises his powers to a level with the height of the superior understanding he unites with.—Burke.

Harsh counsels have no effect; they are like hammers which are always repulsed by the anvil.—Helvetius.

In order to convince it is necessary to speak with spirit and wit; to advise, it must come from the heart.—DAguesseau.

Every man, however wise, requires the advice of some sagacious friend in the affairs of life.—Plautus.

It would truly be a fine thing if men suffered themselves to be guided by reason, that they should acquiesce in the true remonstrances addressed to them by the writings of the learned and the advice of friends. But the greater part are so disposed that the words which enter by one ear do incontinently go out of the other, and begin again by following the custom. The best teacher one can have is necessity.—Francois la None.

Even the ablest pilots are willing to receive advice from passengers in tempestuous weather.'-Cicero.

We give advice by the bucket, but take it by the grain— W. R. Alger.



Adversity has ever been considered as the date in which a man most easily becomes acquainted with himself, particularly being free from flatterers.—Johnson.

Prosperity is too apt to prevent us from examining our conduct, but as adversity leads us to think properly of our state, it is most beneficial to us.—Johnson.

Sweet are the uses of adversity, which, like the toad, though ugly and venomous, wears yet a precious jewel in his head.—Shakespeare.

The truly great and good, in affliction, bear a countenance more princely than they arc wont; for it is the temper of the highest hearts, lite the palm-tree, to strive most upwards when it is most burdened.—Sir P. Sidney.

Half the ills we hoard within our hearts are ills because we hoard them.—Barry Cornwall.

It is often better to have a great deal of harm happen to one than a little; a great deal may rouse you to remove what a little will only accustom you to endure.—Grevilte.

How full of briers is this working-day world! -Shakespeare.

Prosperity is the blessing of the Old Testament, adversity is the blessing of the New, which carrieth the greater benediction, and the clearer revelation of God's favor.—Bacon.

Prosperity is no just scale; adversity is the only balance to weigh friends.—Plutarch.

The willow which bends to the tempest often escapes better than the oak, which resists it; and so, m great calamities, it sometimes happens that light and frivolous spirits recover their elasticity and presence of mind sooner than those of a loftier character.— Walter Scott.

Adversity is the trial of principle. Without it, a man hardly knows whether he is honest or not.—Fielding.

Men think God is destroying them because he is tuning them. The viofinist screws up the lasy till the tense cord sounds the concert pitch; but it is not to break it, but to use it tunefully, that he stretches the string upon the musical ndL—Beecher.

Adversity is the first path to truth.—Byron.

Our dependence upon God ought to be so entire and absolute that we should never think it necessary, in any kind of distress, to have recourse to* human consolations.—Thomas a Kempis

Adversity borrows its sharpest sting from our impatience.—Bishop Home.

He that can heroically endure adversity will bear prosperity with equal greatness of soul; for the mind that cannot be dejected by the former is not likely to be transported with the latter.—Fielding.

Heaven oft in mercy smites, even when the blow severest is.—Joanna Baillie.

The brightest crowns that are worn in heaven have been tried, and smelted, and polished, and glorified through the furnace of tribulation.—Chapin.

Clouds arc the veil behind which the face of day coquettishly hides itself, to enhance its beauty.—Richter.

By adversity are wrought the greatest works of admiration, and all the fair examples of renown, out of distress and misery are grown.—Daniel.

One month in the school of affliction will teach thec more than the great precepts of Aristotle in seven years ; for thou canst never judge rightly of human affairs, unless thou hast first felt tlie blows, and found out the deceits of fortune.— Fuller.

Adversity has the effect of eliciting talents which in prosperous circumstances would have lain dormant.—Horace.

The gods in bounty work up storms about us, that give mankind occasion to exert their hidden strength, and throw out into practice virtues that shun the day, and lie concealed in the smooth seasons and the calms of life.—Addison.

Affliction is the good man's shining scene ; prosperity conceals his brightest rays; as night to stars, woe lustre gives to man.—Young.

For whom the Lord loveth he chasteneth.— BiUe.

In adversity be spirited and firm, and with equal prudence lessen your sail when filled with a too fortunate gale of prosperity.—Horace.

There is strength deep-bedded in our hearts, of which we reck but little till the shafts of heaven have pierced its fragile dwelling. Must not earth be rent before her gems are found?—Mrs. Hemans.

Through danger safety comes — through trouble rest.—John Marston.

Affliction is the wholesome soil of virtue, where patience, honor, sweet humanity, calm fortitude, take root and strongly flourish.—Mallet.

Much dearer be the things which come through hard distress.—Spenser.

Prosperity is a great teacher; adversity is a frreater. Possession pampers the mind ; privation trains and strengthens it.—Hazlitt.

He that has no cross deserves no crown.—Quarles.

Genuine morality is preserved only in the ichool of adversity, and a state of continuous prosperity may easily prove a quicksand to virtue.—Schiller.

In the wounds our sufferings plough immortal love sows sovereign seed.—Massey.

The winter's frost must rend the burr of the nut before the fruit is seen. So adversity tempers the human heart, to discover its real worth. -Balzac.

Know how sublime a thing it is to suffer and be strong.—Longfellow.

Mr. Bcttenham said that virtuous men were like some herbs and spices, that give not out their sweet smell till they be broken or crushed. -Bacon.

Those who have suffered much are like those who know many languages; they have learned to understand and bo understood by all.—Madame Suietchine.

A noble heart, like the sun, showeth its greatest countenance in its lowest estate.—

Sir P. Sidney.

There are minerals called hydrophanous, which are not transparent till they are immersed in water, when they become so ; as the hydrophane, a variety of opal. So it is with many a Christian. Till the floods of adversity have been poured over him, his character appears marred and clouded by selfishness and worldly influences. But trials clear away the obscurity, and give distinctness and beauty to his piety.—Professor Hitchcock.

Let me embrace these sour adversities, for wjse men say it is the wisest course.—Shakespeare.

The most affluent may be stripped of all, and find his worldly comforts, like so many withered leaves, dropping from him.—Sterne.

He that has never known adversity is but half acquainted with others, or with himself.—Cotton.



It may be laid down as a general rale, that no woman who hath any great pretensions to admiration is ever well pleased in a company where she perceives herself to rill only the second place.—Fielding.

Admiration is a very short-lived passion, that immediately decays upon growing familiar with its object, unless it be still fed with fresh discoveries, and kept alive by a new perpctnal succession of miracles rising up to its view.— Addison.

Those who are formed to win general admiration are seldom calculated to bestow individual happiness.—/.""'// Blessington.

Admiration is the daughter of ignorance.—


Admiration and moderate contemplation have a great power to prolong life; for these detain the spirits upon pleasing subjects, without suffering them to tnmultuate and act disorderly. But subtle, acute, and severe inquiries cut short life; for they fatigue and wear out the spirits.—Byron.

We always love those who admire ns, but we do not always love those whom we admire.—


There is a wide difference between admiration and love. The sublime, which is the cause of the former, always dwells on great objects and terrible ; the latter on small ones and pleasing ; we submit to what we admire, but we love what submits to us: in one cose we are forced, in the other we are flattered, into compliance.—Burke.

Amid the most mercenary ages it is but a secondary sort of admiration that is bestowed upon magnificence.—Shenstone.

To cultivate sympathy vou must be among

living creatures, and thinking about them;

and to cultivate admiration, vou must be

among beautiful things and looking at them.—


There is a long and wearisome step between admiration and imitation.—Ricliter.

The love of admiration leads to fraud, much more tha* the love of commendation ; but, on the other hand, the latter is much more likely to spoil our good actions by the substitution of an inferior motive.—Bishop Whately.

Admiration must be continued by that novelty which first produces it; and how much soever is given, tnerc must always be reason to imagine that more remains.—Johnson.



Brahma once asked of Force, " Who is stronger than thou ? " She replied, " Address."

Victor Hugo.

A man who knows the world will not only make the most of everything he docs know, but of many things he does not know, and will gain more credit by his adroit mode of hiding his ignorance than the pednnt by his awkward attempt to exhibit his erudition.—Cotton.

Give a boy address and accomplishments, and you give him the mastery of palaces and fortunes where he goes. He has not the trouble of earning or owning; them ; they solicit him to enter and possess.—Emerson.

There is a certain artificial polish, a commonplace vivacity acquired bv perpetually mingling in the beau monae, whicn, in the commerce of the world, supplies the place of natural uavity and good-humor, but is purchased at the expense of all original and sterling traits of character.— Washington Irving.

Address makes opportunities; the want of it gives them.—Bovee.

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