Quotes
Quotes about Gain
Mere goodness can achieve little against the power of nature.
Report, that which no evil thing of any kind is more swift, increases with travel and gains strength by its progress. [Lat., Fama, malum quo non aliud velocius ullum, Mobilitate viget, viresque acquirit eundo.]
It is perfectly monstrous the way people go about nowadayssaying things against one, behind one's back, that are absolutely and entirely true.
Rumor, than which no evil flies more swiftly. She flourishes as she flies, gains strength by mere motion. Small at first and in fear, she soon rises to heaven, Walks upon land and hides her head in the clouds.
Support a compatriot against a native, however the former may blunder or plunder.
Governments last as long as the undertaxed can defend themselves against the overtaxed.
Our political institutions work remarkably well. They are designed to clang against each other. The noise is democracy at work.
That possession which we gain by the sword is not lasting; gratitude for benefits eternal. [Lat., Non est diuturna possessio in quam gladio ducimus; beneficiorum gratia sempiterna est.]
And he buried him in a valley in the land of Moab, over against Bethpeor: but no man knoweth of his sepulchre unto this day.
The grave is still the best shelter against the storms of destiny.
Nobody can say a word against Greek: it stamps a man at once as an educated gentlemen.
The greed of gain has no time or limit to its capaciousness. Its one object is to produce and consume. It has pity neither for beautiful nature nor for living human beings. It is ruthlessly ready without a moment's hesitation to crush beauty and life.
Great, good, and just, could I but rate My grief with thy too rigid fate, I'd weep the world in such a strain As it should deluge once again; But since thy loud-tongued blood demands supplies More from Briareus' hands than Argus' eyes, I'll sing thy obsequies with trumpet sounds And write thy epitaph in blood and wounds.
But mine, and mine I loved, and mine I praised, And mine that I was proud on--mine so much That I myself was to myself not mine, Valuing of her--why she, O, she is fall'n Into a pit of ink, that the wide sea Hath drops too few to wash her clean again, And salt too little which may season give To her foul tainted flesh!
Beware of her fair hair, for she excels All women in the magic of her locks; And when she winds them round a young man's neck, She will not ever set him free again.
There are two tragedies in life. One is to lose your heart's desire. The other is to gain it. -George Bernard Shaw.
If I can stop one heart from breaking, I shall not live in vain; If I can ease one life the aching, Or cool one pain, Or help one fainting robin Into his nest again, I shall not live in vain.
A sceptre snatched with an unruly hand Must be as boisterously maintained as gained, And he that stands upon a slippery place Makes nice of no vile hold to stay him up.
Don't look back, they might be gaining on you.
Old hippies don't die, they just lie low until the laughter stops and their time comes round again.
The man who is swimming against the stream knows the strength of it.
I cannot sing the old songs, Or dream those dreams again,.
We fight, get beat, rise, and fight again.
The true picture of the past flits by. The past can be seized only as an image which flashes up at the instant when it can be recognized and is never seen again.
My dear and old country, here we are once again together faced with a heavy trial.
