330 ordspråk av George Horace Lorimer
George Horace Lorimer
He who has made it a practice to lie and deceive his father, will be the most daring in deceiving others.
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He who is greedy is always in want.
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He who is upright in his way of life and free from sin.
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He who postpones the hour of living is like the rustic who waits for the river to run out before he crosses.
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He will always be a slave who does not know how to live upon a little.
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He will be loved when dead, who was envied when he was living.
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He wins every hand who mingles profit with pleasure.
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He's happy who, far away from business, like the races of men of old, tills his ancestral fields with his own oxen, unbound by any interest to pay.
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Help a man against his will and you do the same as murder him
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Hired mourners at a funeral say and do - A little more than they whose grief is true
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His heart was mailed with oak and triple brass who first committed a frail ship to the wild seas.
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How does it happen, Maecenas, that no one is content with that lot of which he has chosen or which chance has thrown his way, but praises those who follow a different course?
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How great, my friends, is the virtue of living upon a little!
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I am not what I was when kindly Cinara was queen. Strive no more, cruel mother of sweet loves.
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I hate the irreverent rabble and keep them far from me.
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