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Men go abroad to admire the heights of mountains, the mighty billows of the sea, the broad tides of rivers, read more
Men go abroad to admire the heights of mountains, the mighty billows of the sea, the broad tides of rivers, the compass of the ocean, and the circuits of the stars, and pass themselves by.
The only things one can admire at length are those one admires without knowing why.
The only things one can admire at length are those one admires without knowing why.
Admiration is a very short-lived passion that immediately decays upon growing familiar with its object, unless it be still fed read more
Admiration is a very short-lived passion that immediately decays upon growing familiar with its object, unless it be still fed with fresh discoveries, and kept alive by a perpetual succession of miracles rising into view.
The best emotions to write out of are anger and fear or dread. . . . The least energizing emotion read more
The best emotions to write out of are anger and fear or dread. . . . The least energizing emotion to write out of is admiration . . . because the basic feeling that goes with admiration is a passive contemplative mood.
Tell me who admires you and loves you, and I will tell you who you are.
Tell me who admires you and loves you, and I will tell you who you are.
Distance is a great promoter of admiration!
Distance is a great promoter of admiration!
"Not to admire, is all the art I know
(Plain truth, dear Murray, needs few flowers of speech)
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"Not to admire, is all the art I know
(Plain truth, dear Murray, needs few flowers of speech)
To make men happy, or to keep them so."
(So take it in the very words of Creech)
Thus Horace wrote we all know long ago;
And thus Pope quotes the precept to re-teach
From his translation; but had none admired,
Would Pope have sung, or Horace been inspired?
No nobler feeling than this, of admiration for one higher than
himself, dwells in the breast of man. It read more
No nobler feeling than this, of admiration for one higher than
himself, dwells in the breast of man. It is to this hour, and at
all hours, the vivifying influence in man's life.
We always love those who admire us, and we do not always love
those whom we admire.
We always love those who admire us, and we do not always love
those whom we admire.
