61 ordspråk av Walter Savage Landor
Walter Savage Landor
Walter Savage Landor föddes den
January 30th 1775 och dog den 17 September
1864 - best remembered for Imaginary Conversations, prose dialogues between historical personages.
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The writing of the wise are the only riches our posterity cannot squander.
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There are no fields of amaranth on this side of the grave: there are no voices, O Rhodope! that are not soon mute, however tuneful: there is no name, with whatever emphasis of passionate love repeated, of which the echo is not faint at last.
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There is delight in singing, though none hear beside the singer
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There is no easy path leading out of life, and few easy ones that lie within it
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There is nothing on earth divine except humanity.
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Truth is a point, the subtlest and finest; harder than adamant; never to be broken, worn away or blunted. Its only bad quality is, that it is sure to hurt those who touch it; and likely to draw blood, perhaps the life blood of those who press earnestly upon it.
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Truth, like the juice of the poppy, in small quantities, calms men; in larger, heats and irritates them, and is attended by fatal consequences in excess
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We are no longer happy so soon as we wish to be happier.
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We cannot be contented because we are happy, and we cannot be happy because we are contented.
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We often fancy that we suffer from ingratitude, while in reality we suffer from self-love
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We talk on principal, but act on motivation.
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We talk on principle, but we act on interest
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We talk on principle, but we act on interest
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We talk on principle, but we act on interest
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