“He is a despicable sage whose wisdom does not profit himself.”
Maxim 629
Sentences, The Moral Sayings of Publius Syrus, a Roman Slave
Ode to the Memory of Burns
Bartlett's Familiar Quotations, 10th ed. (1919)
“He is a despicable sage whose wisdom does not profit himself.”
Maxim 629
Sentences, The Moral Sayings of Publius Syrus, a Roman Slave
“A great truth is a truth whose opposite is also a truth.”
Essay on Freud (16 May 1929)
A Birthday http://www.poetry-online.org/rossetti_christina_a_birthday.htm, st. 1 (1861).
Source: Dictionary of Burning Words of Brilliant Writers (1895), P. 563.
“Whose hearts must I break? What lies must I maintain? - Through whose blood am I to wade?”
“We are the zanies of sorrow. We are clowns whose hearts are broken.”
De Profundis (1897)
“Oh, happy kings,
Whose thrones are raised in their subjects' hearts.”
Perkin Warbeck, Act III, sc. i. (c. 1629-34)
“The heart of man is a labyrinth, whose windings are very difficult to be discovered.”
Letter IV : Heloise to Abelard
Letters of Abelard and Heloise
Context: The heart of man is a labyrinth, whose windings are very difficult to be discovered. The praises you give me are the more dangerous, in regard that I love the person who gives them. The more I desire to please you, the readier am I to believe all the merit you attribute to me. Ah, think rather how to support my weaknesses by wholesome remonstrances! Be rather fearful than confident of my salvation: say our virtue is founded upon weakness, and that those only will be crowned who have fought with the greatest difficulties: but I seek not for that crown which is the reward of victory, I am content to avoid only the danger. It is easier to keep off than to win a battle. There are several degrees in glory, and I am not ambitious of the highest; those I leave to souls of great courage, who have been often victorious. I seek not to conquer, out of fear lest I should be overcome. Happy enough, if I can escape shipwreck, and at last gain the port. Heaven commands me to renounce that fatal passion which unites me to you; but oh! my heart will never be able to consent to it. Adieu.
Resignation letter from National Committee of Labor-Management Group http://www.historyisaweapon.com/defcon1/fraserresign.html, July 17, 1978; Published in: North Country Anvil, Nr. 28, (1978) p. 22