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Quotes about Man


Flow on, forever, in thy glorious robe Of terror and of beauty. Yea, flow on Unfathomed and resistless. God hath set His rainbow on thy forehead: and the cloud Mantled around thy feet. And He doth give Thy voice of thunder power to speak of Him Eternally--bidding the lip of man Keep silence--and upon thine altar pour Incense of awe-struck praise.

Lydia Huntley Sigourney

The burden of Dumah. He calleth to me out of Seir, Watchman, what of the night? Watchman, what of the night?

Philip James Bible

I must work the works of him that sent me, while it is day: the night cometh, when no man can work.

Philip James Bible

The stars are forth, the moon above the tops Of the snow-shining mountains--Beautiful! I linger yet with Nature, for the night Hath been to me a more familiar face Than that of man; and in her starry shade Of dim and solitary loveliness I learn'd the language of another world.

Lord Byron (George Gordon Noel Byron)

Night's black Mantle covers all alike. - Guillaume de Salluste Du Bartas,

Guillaume de Salluste Du Bartas

A man can do only what a man can do. But if he does that each day he can sleep at night and do it again the next day.

Albert Schweitzer

The crow doth sing as sweetly as the lark When neither is attended; and I think The nightingale, if she should sing by day When every goose is cackling, would be thought No better a musician than the wren. How many thing by season seasoned are To their right praise and true perfection!

William Shakespeare

Ay, these look like the workmanship of heaven; This is the porcelain clay of human kind, And therefore cast into these noble moulds.

John Dryden

Fond man! though all the heroes of your line Bedeck your halls, and round your galleries shine In proud display; yet take this truth from me-- Virtue alone is true nobility!

Juvenal (Decimus Junius Juvenal)

This was the noblest Roman of them all. All the conspirators save only he Did that they did in envy of great Caesar; He, only in a general honest thought And common good to all, made one of them.

William Shakespeare

I was no Marie Antoinette. I was not born to nobility, but I had a human right to nobility.

Imelda Marcos

Men don't like nobility in woman. Not any men. I suppose it is because the men like to have the copyrights on nobility—if there is going to be anything like that in a relationship.

Dorothy Parker

War alone brings up to their highest tension all human energies and imposes the stamp of nobility upon the peoples who have the courage to make it.

Benito Mussolini

Every day of my life, I feel fat. It's not correct thinking in the natural, normal human being's way of life.

Angie Everhart

We wallow in nostalgia but manage to get it all wrong. True nostalgia is an ephemeral composition of disjointed memories. . .

Florence King

Drawing on my fine command of language, I said nothing.

Robert Benchley

The finest command of language is often shown by saying nothing.

Roger W. Babson

The utmost extent of man's knowledge, is to know that he knows nothing.

Joseph Addison

Nothing can confound a wise man more than laughter from a dunce.

George Gordon Byron

The earth was made so various, that the mind of desultory man, studious of change, and pleased with novelty, might be indulged.

William Cowper

Numbers are intellectual witnesses that belong only to mankind.

Aristotle

A witty statesman said, you might prove anything by figures.

Thomas Carlyle

The numbers are a catalyst that can help turn raving madmen into polite humans.

Philip J. Davis

The oak, when living, monarch of the wood; The English oak, which, dead, commands the flood.

Charles Churchill

There grewe an aged tree on the greene; A goodly Oake sometime had it bene, With armes full strong and largely displayed, But of their leaves they were disarayde The bodie bigge, and mightely pight, Thoroughly rooted, and of wond'rous hight; Whilome had bene the king of the field, And mochell mast to the husband did yielde, And with his nuts larded many swine: But now the gray mosse marred his rine; His bared boughes were beaten with stormes, His toppe was bald, and wasted with wormes, His honour decayed, his brauches sere.

Edmund Spenser

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