Quotes
Quotes about Man
An apology? Bah! Disgusting! Cowardly! Beneath the dignity of any gentleman, however wrong he might be.
John Lee is dead, that good old man,-- We ne'er shall see him more: He used to wear an old drab coat All buttoned down before.
To a woman, the consciousness of being will dressed gives a sense of tranquility which religion fails to bestow.
And it came to pass, when Joseph was come unto his brethren, that they stript Joseph out of his coat, his coat of many colours that was on him: And they took him, and cast him into a pit: and the pit was empty, there was no water in it.
To treat a poor wretch with a bottle of Burgundy, and fill his snuff-box, is like giving a pair of laced ruffles to a man that has never a shirt on his back.
His locked, lettered, braw brass collar, Shewed him the gentleman and scholar.
And said to myself, as I lit my cigar, "Supposing a man had the wealth of the Czar Of the Russias to boot, for the rest of his days, On the whole do you think he would have much to spare If he married a woman with nothing to wear?"
When his wife asked him to change clothes to meet the German Ambassador: "If they want to see me, here I am. If they want to see my clothes, open my closet and show them my suits."
He that is proud of the rustling of his silks, like a madman, laughs at the ratling of his fetters. For indeed, Clothes ought to be our remembrancers of our lost innocency.
They were attempting to put on Raimant from naked bodies won.
Old Grimes is dead, that good old man, We ne'er shall see him more; He used to wear a long black coat All button'd down before.
It is not linen you're wearing out, But human creatures' lives.
Old Rose is dead, that good old man, We ne'er shall see him more; He used to wear an old blue coat All buttoned down before.
He was a wight of high renowne, And thosne but of a low degree; Itt's pride that putts the countrye downe, Man, take thine old cloake about thee.
Fare you well, my lord, and believe this of me: there can be no kernel in this light nut; the soul of this man is his clothes. Trust him not in matter of heavy consequence.
Costly thy habit as thy purse can buy, But not expressed in fancy; rich, not gaudy, For the apparel oft proclaims the man, And they in France of the best rank and station Are of a most select and generous chief in that.
So many ghosts, and forms of fright, Have started from their graves to-night, They have driven sleep from mine eyes away; I will go down to the chapel and pray.
A mote it is to trouble the mind's eye. In the most high and palmy state of Rome, A little ere the mightiest Julius fell, The graves stood tenantless, and the sheeted dead Did squeak and gibber in the Roman streets; As stars with trains of fire and dews of blood, Disasters in the sun; and the moist star Upon whose influence Neptune's empire stands Was sick almost to doomsday with eclipse.
Why, so can I, or so can any man; But will they come when you do call for them?
The difference between a man of sense and a fop is that the fop values himself upon his dress; and the man of sense laughs at it, at the same time he knows he must not neglect it.
Every man knows his follies and often they are the most interesting thing he has got.
Judge not a man by his clothes, but by his wife's clothes.
A fine woman shows her charms to most advantage when she seems most to conceal them. The finest bosom in nature is not so fine as what imagination forms.
There is no course of life so weak and sottish as that which is managed by order, method, and discipline.
A modest woman, dressed out in all her finery, is the most tremendous object of the whole creation.
