Harry Chapin (1942–1981) American musician
Corey's Coming
Song lyrics, On the Road to Kingdom Come (1976)
“A wise old owl once lived in a wood, the more he heard the less he said, the less he said the more he heard, let's emulate that wise old bird.”
— Flann O'Brien, book At Swim-Two-Birds
Source: At Swim-Two-Birds
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Source: The Capture (2003), Chapter Twenty-seven: "Horten se's Eagles", pp. 215–216
“The less life in a person, the more he will try to live off your life.”
Vernon Howard (1918–1992) American writer
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“The wise man will live as long as he ought, not as long as he can.”
Sapiens vivit quantum debet, non quantum potest.
Seneca the Younger (-4–65 BC) Roman Stoic philosopher, statesman, and dramatist
Source: Epistulae Morales ad Lucilium (Moral Letters to Lucilius), Letter LXX: On the proper time to slip the cable, Line 4.
“No one is so old as to think that he cannot live one more year.”
Nemo enim est tam senex qui se annum non putet posse vivere.
Marcus Tullius Cicero (-106–-43 BC) Roman philosopher and statesman
section 24 http://www.perseus.tufts.edu/hopper/text?doc=Cic.+Sen.+24&fromdoc=Perseus%3Atext%3A2007.01.0039 <br class="br">Cato Maior de Senectute – On Old Age (44 BC)
“For if he like a madman lived,
At least he like a wise one died.”
Miguel de Cervantes (1547–1616) Spanish novelist, poet, and playwright
Don Quixote's epitaph
Don Quixote de la Mancha (1605–1615), Part II (1615), Book IV
“It is a wise old saw that warns us not to whistle until we are out of the woods.”
George William Curtis (1824–1892) American writer
1860s, The Good Fight (1865)
Context: It is a wise old saw that warns us not to whistle until we are out of the woods. But, as we climb the Alps and, emerging from the morass and forest, set once more the sun and the broad landscape, we may fairly shout and sing, although we are still toiling on, and are yet far below the pure peaks towards which we go. In our Revolution, a man who saw distinctly, as we can now see, that the triumph of Great Britain would have imperiled constitutional liberty everywhere, surely had a right to rejoice over the victory of Saratoga, though it was not the end of the war. The battle did not end the war, indeed. The Tories sneered and bade the Yankees wait. They did wait. They waited from Burgoyne's surrender at Saratoga to Comwallis's surrender at Yorktown. Yankee pluck, as usual, waited until it won, as in later days it waited from Bull Run to Richmond. The battle of Saratoga was a skirmish compared with our later battles, but it was a fatal blow to Tory supremacy upon this continent. It was a gleam of sunshine in which it was right to shout and sing, for it was another great gain in the 'Good Fight of Man'.
