Quotes
Quotes about Men
Old houses mended,
Cost little less than new before they 're ended.
When vice prevails, and impious men bear sway,
The post of honour is a private station.
I 'm weary of conjectures,--this must end 'em.
Thus am I doubly armed: my death and life,
My bane and antidote, are both before me:
This in a moment brings me to an end;
But this informs me I shall never die.
The soul, secured in her existence, smiles
At the drawn dagger, and defies its point.
The stars shall fade away, the sun himself
Grow dim with age, and Nature sink in years;
But thou shalt flourish in immortal youth,
Unhurt amidst the war of elements,
The wrecks of matter, and the crush of worlds.
The spacious firmament on high,
With all the blue ethereal sky,
And spangled heavens, a shining frame,
Their great Original proclaim.
Flowery oratory he despised. He ascribed to the interested views of themselves or their relatives the declarations of pretended patriots, of whom he said, "All those men have their price."
Note 1."All men have their price" is commonly ascribed to Walpole.
All men think all men mortal but themselves.
Wishing, of all employments, is the worst.
Men may live fools, but fools they cannot die.
Pygmies are pygmies still, though percht on Alps;
And pyramids are pyramids in vales.
Each man makes his own stature, builds himself.
Virtue alone outbuilds the Pyramids;
Her monuments shall last when Egypt's fall.
Titles are marks of honest men, and wise;
The fool or knave that wears a title lies.
Unlearned men of books assume the care,
As eunuchs are the guardians of the fair.
Where Nature's end of language is declin'd,
And men talk only to conceal the mind.
Think naught a trifle, though it small appear;
Small sands the mountain, moments make the year,
And trifles life.
How commentators each dark passage shun,
And hold their farthing candle to the sun.
Just men, by whom impartial laws were given;
And saints who taught and led the way to heaven.
Words are men's daughters, but God's sons are things.
In pride, in reasoning pride, our error lies;
All quit their sphere, and rush into the skies.
Pride still is aiming at the blest abodes:
Men would be angels, angels would be gods.
Aspiring to be gods, if angels fell,
Aspiring to be angels, men rebel.
For forms of government let fools contest;
Whate'er is best administer'd is best.
For modes of faith let graceless zealots fight;
His can't be wrong whose life is in the right.
In faith and hope the world will disagree,
But all mankind's concern is charity.
Like following life through creatures you dissect,
You lose it in the moment you detect.
Men, some to business, some to pleasure take;
But every woman is at heart a rake.
Most women have no characters at all.
To rest, the cushion and soft dean invite,
Who never mentions hell to ears polite.
'T is with our judgments as our watches,--none
Go just alike, yet each believes his own.
Of all the causes which conspire to blind
Man's erring judgment, and misguide the mind;
What the weak head with strongest bias rules,--
Is pride, the never-failing vice of fools.
