61 ordspråk av Walter Savage Landor
Walter Savage Landor
Walter Savage Landor föddes den
30 Januar 1775 och dog den 17 September
1864 - best remembered for Imaginary Conversations, prose dialogues between historical personages.
Mer info via Google eller Bing. My thoughts are my company; I can bring them together, select them, detain them, dismiss them.
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No ashes are lighter than those of incense, and few things burn out sooner
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No slaves shall keep any arms whatever, nor pass, unless with written orders from his master or employer, or in his company, with arms from one place to another
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No thoroughly occupied person was ever found really miserable.
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O what a thing is age! Death without death's quiet.
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Of all failures, to fail in a witticism is the worst, and the mishap is the more calamitous in a drawn-out and detailed one
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People, like nails, lose their effectiveness when they lose direction and begin to bend.
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Prose on certain occasions can bear a great deal of poetry; on the other hand, poetry sinks and swoons under a moderate weight of prose.
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Proud word you never spoke, but you will speak / Four not exempt from pride some future day. / Resting on one white hand a warm wet cheek / Over my open volume you will say, / `This man loved me!' then rise and trip away.
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Study is the bane of childhood, the oil of youth, the indulgence of adulthood, and a restorative in old age
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Study is the bane of childhood, the oil of youth, the indulgence of adulthood, and a restorative in old age
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The flame of anger, bright and brief, sharpens the barb of love.
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The habitude of pleasing by flattery makes a language soft; the fear of offending by truth makes it circuitous and conventional
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The habitude of pleasing by flattery makes a language soft; the fear of offending by truth makes it circuitous and conventional
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The Siren waits thee, singing song for song.
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