Quotes
Quotes about Harm
A heaven so clear, an earth so calm,
So sweet, so soft, so hushed an air;
And, deepening still the dreamlike charm,
Wild moor-sheep feeding everywhere.
Dear common flower, that grow'st beside the way,
Fringing the dusty road with harmless gold.
It seemed the harmonious echo
From our discordant life.
Irrationally held truths may be more harmful than reasoned errors.
Rest springs from strife and dissonant chords beget
Divinest harmonies.
Duluth! The word fell upon my ear with a peculiar and indescribable charm, like the gentle murmur of a low fountain stealing forth in the midst of roses, or the soft sweet accent of an angel's whisper in the bright, joyous dream of sleeping innocence. 'T was the name for which my soul had panted for years, as the hart panteth for the water-brooks.
Golden hours of vision come to us in this present life, when we are at our best, and our faculties work together in harmony.
And there's a lust in man no charm can tame
Of loudly publishing our neighbour's shame;
On eagles' wings immortal scandals fly,
While virtuous actions are but born and die.
What fairy-like music steals over the sea,
Entrancing our senses with charmed melody?
To Harmodius, descended from the ancient Harmodius, when he reviled Iphicrates [a shoemaker's son] for his mean birth, "My nobility," said he, "begins in me, but yours ends in you."
That which makes the man no worse than he was makes his life no worse: it has no power to harm, without or within.
All that is harmony for thee, O Universe, is in harmony with me as well. Nothing that comes at the right time for thee is too early or too late for me. Everything is fruit to me that thy seasons bring, O Nature. All things come of thee, have their being in thee, and return to thee.
If any man can convince me and bring home to me that I do not think or act aright, gladly will I change; for I search after truth, by which man never yet was harmed. But he is harmed who abideth on still in his deception and ignorance.
They are like the deaf adder that stoppeth her ear; which will not hearken to the voice of charmers, charming never so wisely.
Be ye therefore wise as serpents, and harmless as doves.
..the virtue of a man consists in managing the cityâs affairs capably, and so that he will help his friends and injure his foes while taking care to come to no harm himself. Or if you want a womanâs virtue, that is easily described. She must be a good housewife, careful with her stores and obedient to her husband.
It's not the harmless that I'm after
Self, selves - why not have "selve" as a verb? If a thing "selves" it speaks itself, says what it is. A bell selves, so does a snowstorm. When a thing selves it shows its "sakes", its individual marks: a bird's plumage, a bell's harmonics
A man so prone to sin had best go back to his family, to dwell harmless in its bosom
It isn't pollution that's harming the environment. It's the impurities in our air and water that are doing it.
Charm is a way of getting a "yes" without having asked any clear question.
It is absurd to divide people into good and bad. People are either charming or tedious.
It isn't pollution that's harming the environment. It's the impurities in our air and water that are doing it.
Half of the harm that is done in this world Is due to people who want to feel important. They don't mean to do harm But the harm does not interest them.
It isn't pollution that's harming the environment. It's the impurities in our air and water that are doing it.
