Alas! they had been friends in youth; But whispering tongues can poison truth, And constancy lives in realms above; And life is thorny, and youth is vain; And to be wrothe with one we love Doth work like madness in the brain.
Anger, even when it punishes the faults of delinquents, ought not to precede reason as its mistress, but attend as a handmaid at the back of reason, to come to the front when bidden. For once it begins to take control of the mind, it calls just, what it does cruelly.
Anger begins in folly, and ends in repentance.
Anger is very difficult for me to express. I have a tremendous amount of anger but I like to save it ... for my loved ones.
One should not lose one's temper unless one is certain of getting more and more angry to the end.
Two things a man should never be angry at: what he can help, and what he cannot help. Clarendon -Thomas Fuller.
Whatever is begun in anger ends in shame. Seneca -Benjamin Franklin.
This animal is very malicious; when attacked it defends itself. [Fr., Cet animal est tres mechant; Quand on l'attaque il se defend.]
How many roads must a man walk down Before your can call him a man? . . . The answer, my friend, is blowin' in the wind, The answer is blowin' in the wind.
Miss Flora McFlimsey of Madison Square, Has made three separate journeys to Paris, And her father assures me each time she was there That she and her friend Mrs. Harris . . . Spent six consecutive weeks, without shopping In one continuous round of shopping,-- . . . And yet, though scarce three months have passed since the day This merchandise went on twelve carts, up Broadway, This same Miss McFlimsey of Madison Square The last time we met was in utter despair Becasue she had nothing whatever to wear.
It's like sending them ruffles, when wanting a shirt.
My people too were scared with eerie sounds, A footstep, a low throbbing in the walls. A noise of falling weights that never fell, Weird whispers, bells that rang without a hand, Door-handles turn'd when none was at the door, And bolted doors that open'd of themselves; And one betwixt the dark and light had seen Her, bending by the cradle of her babe.
A modest woman, dressed out in all her finery, is the most tremendous object of the whole creation.
They look quite promising in the shop; and not entirely without hope when I get them back into my wardrobe. But then, when I put them on they tend to deteriorate with a very strange rapidity and one feels so sorry for them.
Govern well thy appetite, lest Sin Surprise thee, and her black attendant Death.
But doth not the appetite alter? A man loves the meat in his youth that he cannot endure in his age.
Applause is the spur of noble minds, the end and aim of weak ones.
Applause is the spur of noble minds, the end and aim of weak ones.
Old houses mended, Cost little less than new, before they're ended.
When I lately stood with a friend before [the cathedral of] Amiens, . . . he asked me how it happens that we can no longer build such piles? I replied: "Dear Alphonse, men in those days had convictions (Ueberzeugungen), we moderns have opinions (Meinungen) and it requires something more than an opinion to build a Gothic cathedral.
Reproachful speech from either side The want of argument supplied; They rail, reviled; as often ends The contests of disputing friends.
The difficult part in an argument is not to defend one's opinion but rather to know it.
It takes two to quarrel, but only one to end it.
All passes, Art alone Enduring stays to us; The Bust out-lasts the throne,-- The coin, Tiberius.
The conscious utterance of thought, by speech or action, to any end, is art.