| Quotes |
Topic |
| Cookery | The vulgar boil, the learned roast, an egg. |
| Corruption | At length corruption, like a general flood (So long by watchful ministers withstood), Shall deluge all; and avarice, creeping on, Spread like a low-born mist, and blot the sun. |
| Courtesy | True politeness consists in being easy one's self, and in making every one about one as easy as one can. |
| Criticism | Be not the first by whom the new are tried, Nor yet the last to lay the old aside. |
| Curiosity | One who is too wise an observer of the business of others, like one who is too curious in observing the labor of bees, will often be stung for his curiosity. |
| Curiosity | A person who is too nice an observer of the business of the crowd, like one who is too curious in observing the labor of bees, will often be stung for his curiosity. |
| Dancing | Others import yet nobler arts from France, Teach kings to fiddle, and make senates dance. |
| Immortality | In death a hero, as in life a friend!. |
| December | In cold December fragrant chaplets blow, And heavy harvests nod beneath the snow. |
| Devil | Satan is wiser now than before, and tempts by making rich instead of poor. |
| Disease | As man, perhaps, the moment of his breath, Receives the lurking principle of death, The younger disease, that must subdue at length, Grows with his growth, and strengthens with his strength. |
| Disease | But just disease to luxury succeeds, And ev'ry death its own avenger breeds. |
| Dogs | I am his Highness' dog at Kew, Pray tell me, sir, whose dog are you? |
| Dogs | To be, contents his natural desire, He asks no angel's wing, no seraph's fire, But thinks, admitted to that equal sky, His faithful dog shall bear him company. Go wiser thou! and in thy scale of sense Weigh thy opinion against Providence. |
| Dogs | Histories are more full of examples of the fidelity of dogs than of friends. |
| Doubt | The doubtful beam long nods from side to side. |
| Doves | Not half so swift the trembling doves can fly, When the fierce eagle cleaves the liquid sky, Not half so swiftly the fierce eagle moves, When thro' the clouds he drives the trembling doves. |
| Eagles | And little eagles wave their wings in gold. |
| Eating | And solid pudding against empty praise. |
| Eating | "Pray take them, Sir,--Enough's a Feast, Eat some, and pocket up the rest." |
| Previous - 1 - 2 - Page 3 - 4 - 5 - 6 - 7 - 8 - 9 - 10 - 11 - 12 - 13 - 14 - 15 - 16 - 17 - 18 - 19 - 20 - 21 - 22 - 23 - 24 - 25 - Next |