“Angels are bright still, though the brightest fell.”
William Shakespeare (1564–1616) English playwright and poet
Source: Macbeth
“Angels are bright still, though the brightest fell.”
William Shakespeare (1564–1616) English playwright and poet
“Though the sun beat all day upon the mud,
Still foul the mud remains and bright the sun.”
Guido Guinizzelli (1230–1276) Italian poet
Fere lo sol lo fango tutto ’l giorno;
Vil riman, ne il sol perde colore.
Canzone. (Poeti del Primo Secolo, Firenze, 1816, p. 92).
Translation reported in Harbottle's Dictionary of quotations French and Italian (1904), p. 302.
“Though an angel should write, still 't is devils must print.”
Thomas Moore (1779–1852) Irish poet, singer and songwriter
The Fudges in England, Letter iii.
Bartlett's Familiar Quotations, 10th ed. (1919)
John F. Kennedy (1917–1963) 35th president of the United States of America
Speech at Eyre Square, Galway, Ireland (29 June 1963)
1963
George Gordon Byron (1788–1824) English poet and a leading figure in the Romantic movement
St. 1.
So, We'll Go No More A-Roving (1817)
John Maynard Keynes book Essays in Persuasion
as quoted in "Keynes and the Ethics of Capitalism" by Robert Skidelsy http://www.webcitation.org/query?id=1256603608595872&url=www.geocities.com/monedem/keyn.html <br class="br">Essays in Persuasion (1931), Economic Possibilities for our Grandchildren (1930) <br class="br">Context: When the accumulation of wealth is no longer of high social importance, there will be great changes in the code of morals. We shall be able to rid ourselves of many of the pseudo-moral principles which have hag-ridden us for two hundred years, by which we have exalted some of the most distasteful of human qualities into the position of the highest virtues. We shall be able to afford to dare to assess the money-motive at its true value. The love of money as a possession — as distinguished from the love of money as a means to the enjoyments and realities of life — will be recognised for what it is, a somewhat disgusting morbidity, one of those semi-criminal, semi-pathological propensities which one hands over with a shudder to the specialists in mental disease … But beware! The time for all this is not yet. For at least another hundred years we must pretend to ourselves and to everyone that fair is foul and foul is fair; for foul is useful and fair is not. Avarice and usury and precaution must be our gods for a little longer still. For only they can lead us out of the tunnel of economic necessity into daylight.
Johann Wolfgang von Goethe (1749–1832) German writer, artist, and politician
Maxim 246, trans. Stopp
Maxims and Reflections (1833)