| Author |
Quotes |
| Alexander Pope | What dire Offence from am'rous Causes springs, What mighty Contests rise from trivial Things. |
| Alexander Pope | The ends must justify the means. |
| Alexander Pope | What dire Offence from am'rous Causes springs, What mighty Contests rise from trivial Things. |
| Alexander Pope | The ends must justify the means. |
| Bible | For they have sown the wind, and they shall reap the whirlwind: it hath no stalk: the bud shall yield no meal: if so be it yield, the strangers shall swallow it up. |
| Bible | Wherefore by their fruits ye shall know them. |
| Bible | Whoso diggeth a pit shall fall therein: and he that rolleth a stone, it will return upon him. |
| Dante Alighieri | From little spark may burst a mighty flame. |
| Dante Alighieri | Perfection of means and confusion of ends seem to characterize our age. |
| Euripides | A bad ending follows a bad beginning. |
| George Henry Borrow | Youth will be served, every dog has his day, and mine has been a fine one. |
| Marcus Tullius Cicero | As thou sowest, so shalt thou reap. |
| George Herbert | That from small fires comes oft no small mishap. |
| Joseph Addison | From hence, let fierce contending nations know, What dire effects from civil discord flow. |
| John Gay
| So comes a reck'ning when the banquet's o'er, The dreadful reckn'ning, and men smile no more. |
| Samuel Butler | As you sow y' are like to reap. |
| Sir Walter Scott | Contentious fierce, Ardent, and dire, spring from no petty cause. |
| Samuel Taylor Coleridge | O! lady, we receive but what we give, And in our life alone doth nature live, Ours is her wedding garment, ours her shroud! |
| William Shakespeare | So holy writ in babes hath judgment shown When judges have been babes, great floods have flown From simple sources, and great seas have dried When miracles have by the greatest been denied. |
| William Shakespeare | Is not this a lamentable thing, that of the skin of an innocent lamb should be made parchment? that parchment, being scribbled o'er, should undo a man? Some say the bee stings, but I say 'tis the bee's wax, for I did but seal once to a thing, and I was never mind own man since. |
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