| Quotes |
Topic |
| Virtue | Virtue is the only true nobility. |
| Vow | Vows made in storms are forgotten in calm. |
| Waste | Willful waste brings woeful want. |
| Weather | Change of weather is the discourse of fools. |
| Whisper | Don't let your will roar when your power only whispers. |
| Wife | He knows little who tells his wife all he knows. |
| Wit | Their heads sometimes so little that there is no room for wit, sometimes so long, that there is no wit for so much room. |
| Wives | He knows little who will tell his wife all he knows. |
| Worth | Too good for great things and too great for good. |
| Solitude | Far from the madding crowd's ignoble strife. |
| Sorrow | Since sorrow never comes too late And happiness too swiftly flies. |
| Sun | In climes beyond the solar road. |
| Tears | The tear forgot as soon as shed, The sunshine of the breast. |
| Tears | Ope the sacred source of sympathetic tears. |
| Tears | And weep the more, because I weep in vain. |
| Unkindness | Hard Unkindness' alter'd eye, That mocks the tear if forced to flow. |
| Visions | Visions of glory, spare my aching sight! Ye unborn ages, crown not on my soul. |
| Wealth | And to hie him home, at evening's close, To sweet repast, and calm repose. . . . . From toil we wins his spirits light, From busy day the peaceful night, Rich, from the very want of wealth, In heaven's best treasures, peace and health. |
| Zephyrs | Fair laughs the morn, and soft the zephyr blows, While proudly rising o'er the azure realm In gallant trim the gilded vessel goes, Youth on the prow, and Pleasure at the helm. |
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