Quotes
Quotes about Man
A man of plots,
Craft, poisonous counsels, wayside ambushings.
For man is man and master of his fate
The world will not believe a man repents;
And this wise world of ours is mainly right.
I know the Table Round, my friends of old;
All brave and many generous and some chaste.
I thought that he was gentle, being great;
O God, that I had loved a smaller man!
I should have found in him a greater heart.
The greater man the greater courtesy.
For courtesy wins woman all as well
As valor may.
For manners are not idle, but the fruit
Of loyal nature and of noble mind.
No more subtle master under heaven
Than is the maiden passion for a maid,
Not only to keep down the base in man
But teach high thought and amiable words
And courtliness and the desire of fame
And love of truth and all that makes a man.
The old order changeth, yielding place to new;
And God fulfils himself in many ways,
Lest one good custom should corrupt the world.
A princelier-looking man never stept thro' a prince's hall.
That man's the best Cosmopolite
Who loves his native country best.
Follow you the star that lights a desert pathway, yours or mine.
Forward, till you see the Highest Human Nature is divine.
In statesmanship
To strike too soon is oft to miss the blow.
My lord, you know what Virgil sings--
Woman is various and most mutable.
Remember that sore saying spoken once
By Him that was the Truth, 'How hard it is
For the rich man to enter into heaven!'
Let all rich men remember that hard word.
A good woman is a wondrous creature, cleaving to the right and to the good under all change: lovely in youthful comeliness, lovely all her life long in comeliness of heart.
Maids must be wives and mothers to fulfil
The entire and holiest end of woman's being.
Slavery is but half abolished, emancipation is but half completed, while millions of freemen with votes in their hands are left without education. Justice to them, the welfare of the States in which they live, the safety of the whole Republic, the dignity of the elective franchise,--all alike demand that the still remaining bonds of
ignorance shall be unloosed and broken, and the minds as well as the bodies of the emancipated go free.
Ay, tear her tattered ensign down!
Long has it waved on high,
And many an eye has danced to see
That banner in the sky.
The mossy marbles rest
On the lips that he has prest
In their bloom;
And the names he loved to hear
Have been carved for many a year
On the tomb.
The freeman casting with unpurchased hand
The vote that shakes the turrets of the land.
Build thee more stately mansions, O my soul,
As the swift seasons roll!
Leave thy low-vaulted past!
Let each new temple, nobler than the last,
Shut thee from heaven with a dome more vast,
Till thou at length art free,
Leaving thine outgrown shell by life's unresting sea!
You hear that boy laughing?--you think he's all fun;
But the angels laugh, too, at the good he has done;
The children laugh loud as they troop to his call,
And the poor man that knows him laughs loudest of all.
Sin has many tools, but a lie is the handle which fits them all.
