For all their luxury was doing good.
Blesses his stars and thinks it luxury.
And learn the luxury of doing good.
O Luxury! thou curst by Heaven's decree!
He tried the luxury of doing good.
There is a luxury in self-dispraise;
And inward self-disparagement affords
To meditative spleen a grateful feast.
Sad fancies do we then affect,
In luxury of disrespect
To our own prodigal excess
Of too familiar happiness.
Blest hour! it was a luxury--to be!
Weep on! and as thy sorrows flow,
I 'll taste the luxury of woe.
We can do without any article of luxury we have never had; but when once obtained, it is not in human natur' to surrender it voluntarily.
Toothache was, I supposed, a kind of luxury to a man of my age
There is a luxury in self-reproach. When we blame ourselves we feel that no one else has the right to blame us.
To live content with small means; to seek elegance rather than luxury, and refinement rather than fashion; to be worthy, not respectable, and wealthy, not, rich; to listen to stars and birds, babes and sages, with open heart; to study hard; to think quietly, act frankly, talk gently, await occasions, hurry never; in a word, to let the spiritual, unbidden and unconscious, grow up through the common--this is my symphony.
The Ass and the Lapdog A man had an Ass, and a Maltese Lapdog, a very great beauty. The Ass was left in a stable and had plenty of oats and hay to eat, just as any other Ass would. The Lapdog knew many tricks and was a great favorite with his master, who often fondled him and seldom went out to dine without bringing him home some tidbit to eat. The Ass, on the contrary, had much work to do in grinding the corn-mill and in carrying wood from the forest or burdens from the farm. He often lamented his own hard fate and contrasted it with the luxury and idleness of the Lapdog, till at last one day he broke his cords and halter, and galloped into his master's house, kicking up his heels without measure, and frisking and fawning as well as he could. He next tried to jump about his master as he had seen the Lapdog do, but he broke the table and smashed all the dishes upon it to atoms. He then attempted to lick his master, and jumped upon his back. The servants, hearing the strange hubbub and perceiving the danger of their master, quickly relieved him, and drove out the Ass to his stable with kicks and clubs and cuffs. The Ass, as he returned to his stall beaten nearly to death, thus lamented: I have brought it all on myself! Why could I not have been contented to labor with my companions, and not wish to be idle all the day like that useless little Lapdog!
The Belly and the Members The members of the Body rebelled against the Belly, and said, Why should we be perpetually engaged in administering to your wants, while you do nothing but take your rest, and enjoy yourself in luxury and self-indulgence?' The Members carried out their resolve and refused their assistance to the Belly. The whole Body quickly became debilitated, and the hands, feet, mouth, and eyes, when too late, repented of their folly.
Anger is an expensive luxury in which only men of a certain income can indulge.
The bed has become a place of luxury to me! I would not exchange it for all the thrones in the world.
One must be poor to know the luxury of giving.
Contentment is natural wealth, luxury is artificial poverty.
I cannot spare the luxury of believing that all things beautiful are what they seem.
But just disease to luxury succeeds, And ev'ry death its own avenger breeds.
What will not luxury taste? Earth, sea, and air, Are daily ransack'd for the bill of fare. Blood stuffed in skins is British Christians' food, And France robs marshes of the croaking brood.
We act as though comfort and luxury were the chief requirements of life, when all that we need to make us really happy is something to be enthusiastic about.
Extravagance is the luxury of the poor; penury is the luxury of the rich.
Sad fancies do we then affect, In luxury of disrespect To our own prodigal excess Of too familiar happiness.