Quotes
Quotes about End
The closing years of life are like the end of a masquerade party, when the masks are dropped.
Believe me, lords, my tender years can tell Civil dissension is a viperous worm That gnaws the bowels of the commonwealth.
The Athanasian Creed is the most splendid ecclesiastical lyric ever poured forth by the genius of man.
Shall I ask the brave soldier, who fights by my side In the cause of mankind, if our creeds agree? Shall I give up the friend I have valued and tried, If he kneel not before the same altar with me? From the heretic girl of my soul should I fly, To seek somewhere else a more orthodox kiss? No! perish the hearts, and the laws that try Truth, valour, or love, by a standard like this!
As thou these ashes, little brook! will bear Into the Avon, Avon to the tide Of Severn, Severn to the narrow seas, Into main ocean they, this deed accurst, An emblem yields to friends and enemies How the bold teacher's doctrine, sanctified By truth, shall spread throughout the world dispersed.
Old dog Tray's ever faithful; Grief can not drive him away; He is gentle, he is kind-- I shall never, never find A better friend than old dog Tray!
The more one comes to know men, the more one comes to admire the dog. [Lat., Plus on apprend a connaltre l'homme, plus on apprend a estimer le chien.]
Histories are more full of examples of the fidelity of dogs than of friends.
Gentlemen of the Jury: The one, absolute, unselfish friend that man can have in this selfish world, the one that never deserts him, the one that never proves ungrateful or treacherous, is his dog. - George Graham Vest, Eulogy on the Dog,
Even the tiniest poodle is lionhearted, ready to do anything to defend home, master, and mistress.
It's no coincidence that man's best friend cannot talk.
Dogs laugh, but they laugh with their tails. What puts man in a higher state of evolution is that he has got his laugh on the right end.
You prove but too clearly that seeking to know Is too frequently learning to doubt. [Fr., Vous ne prouvez que trop que chercher a connaitre N'est souvent qu' apprendre a douter.]
To be, or not to be--that is the question: Whether 'tis nobler in the mind to suffer The slings and arrows of outrageous fortune Or to take arms against a sea of troubles And by opposing end them. To die, to sleep-- No more--and by a sleep to say we end The heartache, and the thousand natural shocks That flesh is heir to.
There is nothing more dreadful than the habit of doubt. Doubt separates people. It is a poison that disintegrates friendships and breaks up pleasant relations. It is a thorn that irritates and hurts; it is a sword that kills.
Doubt is the beginning, not the end, of wisdom.
Listen, sweet Dove, unto my song, And spread thy golden wings in me; Hatching my tender heart so long, Till it get wing, and flie away with Thee.
And oft I heard the tender dove In firry woodlands making moan.
I heard a Stock-dove sing or say His homely tale, this very day; His voice was buried among trees, Yet to be come at by the breeze: He did not cease; but cooed--and cooed: And somewhat pensively he wooed: He sang of love, with quiet blending, Slow to begin, and never ending; Of serious faith, and inward glee; That was the song,--the song for me!
If one advances confidently in the directions of his dreams, and endeavors to live the life which he has imagined, he will meet with a success unexpected in common hours.
The end of wisdom is to dream high enough to lose the dream in the seeking of it.
Dreams pass into the reality of action. From the actions stems the dream again; and this interdependence produces the highest form of living.
To believe in one's dreams is to spend all of one's life asleep.
Throw your dreams into space like a kite, and you do not know what it will bring back, a new life, a new friend, a new love, a new country.
On my own, pretending he's beside me. All alone I walk with him 'til morning. Without him I feel his arms around me, and when I lose my way, I close my eyes and he has found me.
