Who are next to knaves?
Those that converse with them.
(Pope: Thoughts on Various Subjects.)
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Who are next to knaves?
Those that converse with them.
(Pope: Thoughts on Various Subjects.)
When the man of plenty nears the end of his,
Death yawns beneath him like a precipice.
(Palladas.)
It’s no great step for a poor man to the grave.
He’s lived his life out only half-alive.
(Palladas.)
How many coming men one has known!
Where on earth do they all go to?
(Arhur Pinero.)
‘Tis an old maxim in the schools,
That flattery’s the food of fools…
(Swift: Cadenus and Vanessa.)
To write is to preside at
judgement day over one’s self.
(Henrik Ibsen: Poems.)
To live is to battle the demons
in the heart as well as the brain.
(Henrik Ibsen: Poems.)
Friendship is always a sweet responsibility,
never an opportunity.
(Kahlil Gibran, The Collected Works.)
To live is to battle the trolls
in the heart as well as the brain.
(Henrik Ibsen.)
To the man who is afraid
everything rustles.
(Sophocles from fragmentarly saved tragedy.)