Category: Various quotes

A healthy hatred of scoundrels.

Those old credulities, to Nature dear, Shall they no longer bloom upon the stock Of history?

A crown! what is it?

Clear and cool, clear and cool,By laughing shallow, and dreaming pool.

In durance vile here must I wake and weep, And all my frowsy couch in sorrow steep.

There is no truer truth obtainable By Man than comes of music.

[Armenian] is a rich language, however, and would amply repay any one the trouble of learning it.

What is today supported by precedents will hereafter become a precedent.

And binding Nature fast in fate, Left free the human will.

Crowds without company, and dissipation without pleasure.