The next Augustan age will dawn on the other side of the Atlantic. There will, perhaps, be a Thucydides at Boston, a Xenophon at New York, in time a Vergil at Mexico, and a Newton at Peru. At last some curious traveller from Lima will visit England, and give a description of the ruins of St. Paul's, like the editions of Balbec and Palmyra.
Rumor does not always err; it sometimes even elects a man.
On Sundays, at the matin-chime, The Alpine peasants, two and three, Climb up here to pray; Burghers and dames, at summer's prime, Ride out to church from Chamberry, Dight with mantles gay, But else it is a lonely time Round the Church of Brou.
The Sundaies of man's life, Thredded together on time's string, Make bracelets to adorn the wife Of the eternal, glorious King. On Sunday heaven's gates stand ope; Blessings are plentiful and rife. More plentiful than hope.
We gather strength from sadness and from pain Each time we die we learn to live again.
What I claim is to live to the full the contradiction of my time, which may well make sarcasm the condition of truth.
Satire is tragedy plus time. You give it enough time, the public, the reviewers will allow you to satirize it. Which is rather ridiculous, when you think about it.
Satire is tragedy plus time. You give it enough time, the public, the reviewers will allow you to satirize it. Which is rather ridiculous, when you think about it.
We can lick gravity, but sometimes the paperwork is overwhelming.
Only a few industrious Scots perhaps, who indeed are dispersed over the face of the whole earth. But as for them, there are no greater friends to Englishmen and England, when they are out on't, in the world, than they are. And for my own part, I would a hundred thousand of them were there [Virginia] for we are all one countrymen now, ye know, and we should find ten times more comfort of them there than we do here.
Starres are poore books, and oftentimes do misse; This book of starres lights to eternal blisse.
Change is a measure of time and, in the autumn, time seems speeded up. What was is not and never again will be; what is is change.
In a way winter is the real spring, the time when the inner things happen, the resurge of nature.
Spring is God's way of saying, 'One more time!'
The best time for you to hold your tongue is the time you feel you must say something or bust.
, The Hidden Power of the Heart Your DNA structure is designed so the choice to function in love is the only choice that brings you fulfillment. Stress is inner biofeedback, signaling you that frequencies are fighting within your system. The purpose of stress isn't to hurt you, but to let you know it's time to go back to the heart and start loving. -Sara Paddison.
You don't know what power you have until you make choices in a hard time. -Lord Dragnys.
Being powerful is like being a lady. If you have to tell people you are, you aren't. Thanks to Maria Marquis Thoreau There are a thousand hacking at the branches of evil to one who is striking at the root, and it may be that he who bestows the largest amount of time and money on the needy is doing the most by his mode of life to produce that misery which he strives in vain to relieve. -Margaret Thatcher.
When I was young I was sure of everything; in a few years, having been mistaken a thousand times, I was not half so sure of most things as I was before; at present, I am hardly sure of anything but what God has revealed to me. -John Wesley.
The imagination and the senses cannot be gratified at the same time.
I sit with my toes in a brook, And if any one axes forwhy? I hits them a rap with my crook, For 'tis sentiment does it, says I.
The value of a sentiment is the amount of sacrifice you are prepared to make for it.
Sentimentality is a superstructure covering brutality.
We're a sentimental people. We like a few kind words better than millions of dollars given in a humiliating way.
People call me feminist whenever I express sentiments that differentiate me from a doormat or a prostitute.