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There is nothing so agonizing to the fine skin of vanity as the application of a rough truth.
There is nothing so agonizing to the fine skin of vanity as the application of a rough truth.
Slander is a poison which kills charity, both in the slanderer and the one who listens.
Slander is a poison which kills charity, both in the slanderer and the one who listens.
Thy neck is a tower of ivory; thine eyes like the fishpools in
Heshbon, by the gate of Bathrabbim: read more
Thy neck is a tower of ivory; thine eyes like the fishpools in
Heshbon, by the gate of Bathrabbim: thy nose is as the tower
Lebanon which looketh toward Damascus.
Style is the dress of thoughts; and let them be ever so just, if your style is homely, coarse, and read more
Style is the dress of thoughts; and let them be ever so just, if your style is homely, coarse, and vulgar, they will appear to as much disadvantage, and be as ill received, as your person, though ever so well-proportioned, would if dressed in rags, dirt, and tatters.
Our life on earth is, and ought to be, material and carnal. But we have not yet learned to manage read more
Our life on earth is, and ought to be, material and carnal. But we have not yet learned to manage our materialism and carnality properly; they are still entangled with the desire for ownership.
How things look on the outside of us depends on how things are on the inside of us.
How things look on the outside of us depends on how things are on the inside of us.
If men can run the world, why can't they stop wearing neckties? How intelligent is it to start the day read more
If men can run the world, why can't they stop wearing neckties? How intelligent is it to start the day by tying a little noose around your neck?
The fear of becoming a 'has-been' keeps some people from becoming anything. - The Passionate State of the Mind, 1954.
The fear of becoming a 'has-been' keeps some people from becoming anything. - The Passionate State of the Mind, 1954.
We understood
Her by her sight; her pure and eloquent blood
Spoke in her cheeks, and so read more
We understood
Her by her sight; her pure and eloquent blood
Spoke in her cheeks, and so distinctly wrought
That one might almost say her body thought.
- Dr. John Donne,
