James Wood, comp. Dictionary of Quotations. 1899.
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Life is as the current spark on the miner’s wheel of flints; while it spinneth there is light; stop it, all is darkness.
Love is a sweet idolatry, enslaving all the soul.
Love—what a volume in a word, an ocean in a tear!
Ridicule is a weak weapon when levelled at a strong mind; but common men are cowards, and dread an empty laugh.
There is no greater evil among men than a testament framed with injustice; where caprice hath guided the boon, or dishonesty refused what was due.
There is so much of good among the worst, so much of evil in the best, such seeming partialities in providence, so many things to lessen and expand, yea. and with all man’s boast, so little real freedom of his will, that to look a little lower than the surface, garb, or dialect, or fashion, thou shalt feebly pronounce for a saint, and faintly condemn for a sinner.
Uttered out of time, or concealed in its season, good savoureth of evil.
Where the meekness of self-knowledge veileth the front of self-respect, there look thou for the man whose name none can know but they will honour.