| Author |
Quotes |
| Ben Jonson | Where it concerns himself, Who's angry at a slander, makes it true. |
| Ben Jonson | Cut Men's throats with whisperings. |
| Douglas Jerrold | If slander be a snake, it is a winged one--it flies as well as creeps. |
| Immanuel Kant | Have patience awhile; slanders are not long-lived. Truth is the child of time; ere long she shall appear to vindicate thee. |
| James Thomson | Soft-buzzing Slander; silly moths that eat An honest name. |
| Joseph Parker | Never throw mud. You may miss your mark, but you will have dirty hands. |
| Robert Pollok | 'Twas slander filled her mouth with lying words; Slander, the foulest whelp of Sin. |
| Tryon Edwards | To murder character is as truly a crime as to murder the body: the tongue of the slanderer is brother to the dagger of the assassin. |
| Homer | A generous heart repairs a slanderous tongue. |
| Jonathan Swift | The worthiest people are the most injured by slander, as is the best fruit which the birds have been pecking at. |
| John Gay
| I hate the man who builds his name On ruins of another's fame. |
| John Gay
| I hate the man who builds his name on the ruins of another's fame. |
| Samuel Johnson | Slander is the revenge of a coward, and dissimulation of his defense. |
| William Shakespeare | . . . For slander lives upon succession, For ever housed where it gets possession. |
| William Shakespeare | No, 'tis slander, Whose edge is sharper than the sword, whose tongue Outvenoms all the worms of Nile, whose breath Rides on the posting winds and doth belie All corners of the world. Kings, queens. and states, Maids, matrons, nay, the secrets of the grave This viperous slander enters. |
| William Shakespeare | And truly, I'll devise some honest slanders To stain my cousin with. One doth not know How much an ill word may empoison liking. |
| William Shakespeare | God knows I loved my niece, And she is dead, slandered to death by villains, That dare as well answer a man indeed As I dare take a serpent by the tongue. Boys, apes, braggarts, Jacks, milksops! |
| William Shakespeare | Done to death by slanderous tongues Was the Hero that here lies. |
| William Shakespeare | I will be hanged if some eternal villain, Some busy and insinuating rogue, Some cogging, cozening slave, to get some office, Have not devised this slander. |
| William Shakespeare | That thou art blamed shall not be thy defect, For slander's mark was ever yet the fair, The ornament of beauty is suspect, A crow that flies in heaven's sweetest air. So thou be good, slander doth but approve Thy worth the greater, being wooed of time, For canker vice the sweetest buds doth love, And thou present'st a pure unstained prime. |
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