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Such dainties to them, their health it might hurt:
It's like sending them ruffles, when wanting a shirt.
Such dainties to them, their health it might hurt:
It's like sending them ruffles, when wanting a shirt.
Luxury and dissipation, soft and gentle as their approaches are,
and silently as they throw their silken chains about read more
Luxury and dissipation, soft and gentle as their approaches are,
and silently as they throw their silken chains about the heart,
enslave it more than the most active and turbulent vices.
Give us the luxuries of life and we'll dispense with the necessaries.
Give us the luxuries of life and we'll dispense with the necessaries.
Living in the lap of luxury isn't bad, except that you never know when luxury is going to stand up
Living in the lap of luxury isn't bad, except that you never know when luxury is going to stand up
Fell luxury! more perilous to youth
Than storms or quicksands, poverty of chains.
Fell luxury! more perilous to youth
Than storms or quicksands, poverty of chains.
It was luxuries like air conditioning that brought down the Roman Empire. With air conditioning their windows were shut, they read more
It was luxuries like air conditioning that brought down the Roman Empire. With air conditioning their windows were shut, they couldn't hear the barbarians coming.
The greatest luxury of riches is, that they enable you to escape so much good advice.
The greatest luxury of riches is, that they enable you to escape so much good advice.
I love luxury. And luxury lies not in richness and ornateness but in the absence of vulgarity. Vulgarity is the read more
I love luxury. And luxury lies not in richness and ornateness but in the absence of vulgarity. Vulgarity is the ugliest word in our language. I stay in the game to fight it.
What think you, if he were conveyed to bed,
Wrapped in sweet clothes, rings put upon his fingers,
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What think you, if he were conveyed to bed,
Wrapped in sweet clothes, rings put upon his fingers,
A most delicious banquet by his bed,
And brave attendants near him when he wakes,
Would not the beggar then forget himself?