Quotes
Quotes - Greene
Old Grimes is dead, that good old man
We never shall see more;
He used to wear a long black coat
All buttoned down before.
Fill every beaker up, my men, pour forth the cheering wine:
There's life and strength in every drop,--thanksgiving to the vine!
Old Grimes is dead, that good old man, We ne'er shall see him more; He used to wear a long black coat All button'd down before.
Set a beggar on horse backe, they saie, and hee will neuer alight.
Champagne, if you are seeking the truth, is better than a lie detector. It encourages a man to be expansive, even reckless, while lie detectors are only a challenge to tell lies successfully.
Sweet are the thoughts that savour of content; The quiet mind is richer than a crown; Sweet are the nights in careless slumber spent; The poor estate scorns fortune's angry frown: Such sweet content, such minds, such sleep, such bliss, Beggars enjoy, when princes oft do miss.
It is not our circumstances that create our discontent or contentment. It is us.
Stop shallow water from running, it will rage; tread on a worm and it will turn.
Despair is the price one pays for setting oneself an impossible aim. It is, one is told, the unforgivable sin, but it is a sin the corrupt or evil man never practices. He always has hope. He never reaches the freezing-point of knowing absolute failure. Only the man of goodwill carries always in his heart this capacity for damnation.
It is not our circumstances that create our discontent or contentment. It is us.
Though men determine, the gods doo dispose: and oft times many things fall out betweene the cup and the lip.
We fight, get beat, rise, and fight again.
He kept no Christmas-house for once a yeere, Each day his boards were fild with Lordly fare; He fed a rout of yeoman with his cheer, Nor was his bread and beefe kept in with care; His wine and beere to strangers were not spare, And yet beside to all that hunger greved, His gates were open, and they were there relived.
Then grew a wrinkle on fair Venus' brow, The amber sweet of love is turn'd to gall! Gloomy was Heaven; bright Phoebus did avow He would be coy, and would not love at all; Swearing no greater mischief could be wrought, Than love united to a jealous thought.
The advantage of a classical education is that it enables you to despise the wealth which it prevents you from achieving.
People talk about the courage of condemned men walking to the place of execution: sometimes it needs as much courage to walk with any kind of bearing towards another person's habitual misery.
Sentimentality-- That's what we call the sentiment we don't share.
Sentimentality--that's what we call the sentiment we don't share.
