There are two kinds of weakness, that which breaks and that which bends |
There comes Emerson first, whose rich words, every one, / Are like gold nails in temples to hang trophies on; / Whose prose is grand verse, while his verse, the Lord knows, / Is some of it pr - No, 'tis not even prose. |
There is a law of neutralization of forces, which hinders bodies from sinking beyond a certain depth in the sea; but in the ocean of baseness, the deeper we get, the easier the sinking |
There is no better ballast for keeping the mind steady on its keel, and saving it from all risk of crankiness, than business |
There is no good in arguing with the inevitable The only argument available with an east wind is to put on your overcoat |
There is no self-delusion more fatal than that which makes the conscience dreamy with the anodyne of lofty sentiments, while the life is groveling and sensual |
There is no work of genius which has not been the delight of mankind, no word of genius to which the human heart and soul have not sooner or later responded |
There is nothing so desperately monotonous as the sea, and I no longer wonder at the cruelty of pirates. |
They are slaves who fear to speak, for the fallen and the weak. |
They talk about their Pilgrim blood, their birthright high and holy! a mountain-stream that ends in mud thinks is melancholy. |
They who love are but one step from Heaven |
This goin' ware glory waits ye haint one agreeable feetur |
Those who know the truth are not equal to those who love it Confucius All truth is safe and nothing else is safe, but he who keeps back truth, or withholds it from men, from motives of expediency, is either a coward or a criminal. |
Though old the thought and oft expressed, 'Tis his at last who says it best |
Though old the thought and oft exprest, 'T is his at last who says it best |