| Author |
Quotes |
| Barbara Cartland | We romantic writers are there to make people feel and not think. A historical romance is the only kind of book where chastity really counts. |
| Edmund Burke | That chastity of honour which felt a stain like a wound. |
| Francois De La Rochefoucauld | There are few virtuous women who are not bored with their trade. |
| Gilbert K Chesterton | Chastity does not mean abstention from sexual wrong; it means something flaming, like Joan of Arc. |
| James Thomson | Even from the body's purity, the mind Receives a secret sympathetic aid. |
| John Milton | 'Tis chastity, my brother, chastity; She that has that is clad in complete steel, And, like a quiver'd nymph with arrows keen, May trace huge forests, and unharbour'd heaths, Infamous hills, and sandy perilous wilds; Where, through the sacred rays of chastity, No savage fierce, bandite, or mountaineer, Will dare to soil her virgin purity. |
| John Milton | So dear to Heaven is saintly chastity, That, when a soul is found sincerely so, A thousand liveried angels lacky her, Driving far off each thing of sin and guilt. |
| Jonathan Swift | A nice man is a man of nasty ideas. |
| Lord Alfred Tennyson | Then she rode forth, clothed on with chastity: The deep air listen'd round her as she rode, And all the low wind hardly breathed for fear. |
| Mary Baker Eddy | Chastity is the cement of civilization and progress. Without it there is no stability in society, and without it one cannot attain the Science of Life. |
| Michel Eyquem De Montaign | An unattempted lady could not vaunt of her chastity. |
| Robert Browning | There's a woman like a dew-drop, She's so purer than the purest. |
| Sir Walter Raleigh | If she seem not chaste to me, What care I how chaste she be? |
| Thomas Moore | Like the stain'd web that whitens in the sun, Grow pure by being purely shone upon. |
| William Shakespeare | Mine honor's such a ring, My chastity's the jewel of our house, Bequeathed down from many ancestors, Which were the greatest obloquy i' th' world In me to lose. |
| William Shakespeare | A nun of winter's sisterhood kisses not more religiously, the very ice of chastity is in them. |
| William Shakespeare | The noble sister of Publicola, The moon of Rome, chaste as the icicle That's curded by the frost from purest snow And hangs on Dian's temple--dear Valeria! |
| William Shakespeare | Me of my lawful pleasure she restrained And prayed me oft forbearance--did it with A pudency so rosy, the sweet view on't Might well have warmed old Saturn--that I thought her As chaste as unsunned snow. |
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