Quotes
Quotes about Man
Ah, take one consideration with another
A policeman's lot is not a happy one!
Man is nature's sole mistake.
Fierce for the right, he bore his part
In strife with many a valiant foe;
But Laughter winged his polished dart,
And kindness tempered every blow.
Before the beginning of years
There came to the making of man
Time with a gift of tears,
Grief with a glass that ran,
Pleasure with pain for leaven,
Summer with flowers that fell,
Remembrance fallen from heaven,
And Madness risen from hell,
Strength without hands to smite,
Love that endures for a breath;
Night, the shadow of light,
And Life, the shadow of death.
From too much love of living,
From hope and fear set free,
We thank with brief thanksgiving
Whatever gods may be
That no man lives forever,
That dead men rise up never;
That even the weariest river
Winds somewhere safe to sea.
It is long since Mr. Carlyle expressed his opinion that if any poet or other literary creature could really be "killed off by one critique" or many, the sooner he was so despatched the better; a sentiment in which I for one humbly but heartily concur.
He were n't no saint--but at jedgment
I'd run my chance with Jim.
'Longside of some pious gentlemen
That would n't shook hands with him.
He seen his duty, a dead-sure thing--
And went for it thar and then;
And Christ ain't a-going to be too hard
On a man that died for men.
You have not converted a man because you have silenced him.
No man can climb out beyond the limitations of his own character.
The most frightful idea that has ever corroded human nature--the idea of eternal punishment.
Every man of us has all the centuries in him.
Gods fade; but God abides and in man's heart
Speaks with the clear unconquerable cry
Of energies and hopes that can not die.
A nice unparticular man.
Ye marshes, how candid and simple and nothing-withholding and free
Ye publish yourselves to the sky and offer yourselves to the sea!
Tolerant plains, that suffer the sea and the rains and the sun,
Ye spread and span like the catholic man who hath mightily won
God out of knowledge and good out of infinite pain
And sight out of blindness and purity out of a stain.
A man sat on a rock and sought
Refreshment from his thumb;
A dinotherium wandered by
And scared him some.
His name was Smith. The kind of rock
He sat upon was shale.
One feature quite distinguished him--
He had a tail.
Nature abhors imperfect work
And on it lays her ban;
And all creation must despise
A tailless man.
One man with a dream, at pleasure,
Shall go forth and conquer a crown:
And three with a new song's measure
Can trample a kingdom down.
They who see the Flying Dutchman never, never reach the shore.
I am a woman--therefore I may not
Call to him, cry to him,
Fly to him,
Bid him delay not.
Fare you well, old house! you're naught that can feel or see,
But you seem like a human bein'--a dear old friend to me;
And we never will have a better home, if my opinion stands,
Until we commence a-keepin' house in the house not made with hands.
To appreciate heaven well
'T is good for a man to have some fifteen minutes of hell.
When the first just and friendly man appeared on the earth, from that day a fatal Waterloo was visible for all the men of pride and fraud and blood.
The truly civilized man has no enemies.
The love of man and woman is as fire
To warm, to light, but surely to consume
And self-consuming die...
But comrade-love is as a welding blast
Of candid flame and ardent temperature:
Glowing more fervent, it doth bind more fast;
And melting both but makes the union sure.
The dross alone is burnt--till at the last
The steel, if cold, is one and strong and pure.
? John Bartlett, compLor', but women's rum cattle to deal with, the first man found that to his cost,
And I reckon it's just through a woman the last man on earth'll be lost.
