183 ordspråk av Joseph Addison
Joseph Addison
The disease of jealously is so malignant that is converts all it takes into its own nourishment.
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The fear of death often proves mortal, and sets people on methods to save their Lives, which infallibly destroy them.
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The friendships of the world are oft confederacies in vice, or leagues of pleasure; ours has severest virtue for its basis, and such a friendship ends not but with life.
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The friendships of the world are oft confederacies in vice, or leagues of pleasures
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The greatest sweetener of human life is friendship. To raise this to the highest pitch of enjoyment, is a secret which but few discover.
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The Hand that made us is divine.
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The hours of a wise man are lengthened by his ideas.
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The important question is not what will yield to man a few scattered pleasures, but what will render his life happy on the whole amount.
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The infusion of a China plant sweetened with the pith of an Indian cane.
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The man who will live above his present circumstances, is in great danger of soon living beneath them; or as the Italian proverb says, "The man that lives by hope, will die by despair
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The most violent appetites in all creatures are lust and hunger; the first is a perpetual call upon them to propagate their kind, the latter to preserve themselves.
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The post of honour is a private station.
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The religious man fears, the man of honor scorns, to do an ill action
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The secret of success in conversation is to be able to disagree without being disagreeable
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The spacious firmament on high, / And all the blue ethereal sky, / And spangled heavens, a shining frame, / Their great Original proclaim.
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