Quotes
Quotes about Sin
Since Heaven's eternal year is thine.
Hell is the wrath of God--His hate of sin.
The way of sinners is made plain with stones, but at the end thereof is the pit of hell.
Sin makes its own hell, and goodness its own heaven.
Heaven's help is better than early rising.
You will swim without cork (without help). [Lat., Nabis sine cortice.]
Truths would you teach, or save a sinking land? All fear, none aid you, and few understand.
But ere we could arrive the point proposed, Caesar cried, 'Help me, Cassius, or I sink!'
My valet-de-chambre sings me no such song.
If Hero means sincere man, why may not every one of us be a Hero?
Many heroes lived before Agamemnon, but they are all unmourned, and consigned to oblivion, because they had no bard to sing their praises. [Lat., Vixere fortes ante Agamemnona Multi: sed omnes illacrimabiles Urgentur, ignotique longa Nocte, carent quia vate sacro.]
Assassinations has never changed the history of the world.
I saw Chungking for the first time more than 40 years ago - a city of hills and mists, of grays and lavenders, two rivers shaping it to a point and the cliff rising above me like a challenge.
History never looks like history when you are living through it. It always looks confusing and messy, and it always feels uncomfortable.
I cannot sing the old songs, Or dream those dreams again,.
What is amusing now had to be taken in desperate earnest once.
Many are always praising the by-gone time, for it is natural that the old should extol the days of their youth; the weak, the time of their strength; the sick, the season of their vigor; and the disappointed, the spring-tide of their hopes.
I cannot be indifferent to the assassination of a member of my profession, We should be obliged to shut up business if we, the Kings, were to consider the assassination of Kings as of no consequence at all.
The supreme, the merciless, the destroyer of opposition, the exalted King, the shepherd, the protector of the quarters of the world, the King the word of whose mouth destroys mountains and seas, who by his lordly attack has forced mighty and merciless Kings from the rising of the sun to the setting of the same to acknowledge one supremacy.
The holiest of all holidays are those Kept by ourselves in silence and apart; The secret anniversaries of the heart, When the full river of feeling overflows;-- The happy days unclouded to their close; The sudden joys that our of darkness start As flames from ashes; swift desires that dart Like swallows singing down each wind that blows!
Estate agents. You can't live with them, you can't live with them. The first sign of these nasty purulent sores appeared round about 1894. With their jangling keys, nasty suits, revolting beards, moustaches and tinted spectacles, estate agents roam the land causing perturbation and despair. If you try and kill them, you're put in prison: if you try and talk to them, you vomit. There's only one thing worse than an estate agent but at least that can be safely lanced, drained and surgically dressed. Estate agents. Love them or loathe them, you'd be mad not to loathe them.
There is no twilight zone of honesty in business. A thing is right or it's wrong. It's black or it's white.
There is no twilight zone of honesty in business. A thing is right or it's wrong. It's black or it's white.
Good Margaret, run thee to the parlor. There shalt thou find my cousin Beatrice Proposing with the Prince and Claudio. Whisper her ear and tell her, I and Ursley Walk in the orchard, and our whole discourse Is all of her. Say that thou overheard'st us; And bid her steal into the pleached bower, Where honeysuckles, ripened by the sun, Forbid the sun to enter--like favorites, Made proud by princes, that advance their pride Against that power that bred it. There will she hide her To listen our propose. This is thy office. Bear thee well in it and leave us alone.
When about to commit a base deed, respect thyself, though there is no witness. [Lat., Turpe quid ausurus, te sine teste time.]
