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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.
Between flattery and admiration there often flows a river of contempt.
Between flattery and admiration there often flows a river of contempt.
"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?
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 new perpetual succession of miracles rising up to its view.
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.
What I have known with respect to myself, has tended much to lessen both my admiration, and my contempt, of read more
What I have known with respect to myself, has tended much to lessen both my admiration, and my contempt, of others.
Admiration begins where acquaintance ceases
Admiration begins where acquaintance ceases
Fools admire, but men of sense approve.
Fools admire, but men of sense approve.
On dit que dans ses amours
Il fut caresse des belles,
Qui le suivirent toujours,
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On dit que dans ses amours
Il fut caresse des belles,
Qui le suivirent toujours,
Tant qu'il marcha devant elles.
