Quotes from work
Night-Thoughts
The Complaint: or, Night-Thoughts on Life, Death, & Immortality, better known simply as Night-Thoughts, is a long poem by Edward Young published in nine parts between 1742 and 1745.
“Death loves a shining mark, a signal blow.”
Source: Night-Thoughts (1742–1745), Night V, Line 1011.
“T is elder Scripture, writ by God's own hand,—
Scripture authentic! uncorrupt by man.”
Source: Night-Thoughts (1742–1745), Night IX, Line 644.
“Ah, how unjust to Nature and himself
Is thoughtless, thankless, inconsistent man!”
Source: Night-Thoughts (1742–1745), Night II, Line 112.
“The man that blushes is not quite a brute.”
Source: Night-Thoughts (1742–1745), Night VII, Line 496.
“Tis greatly wise to talk with our past hours,
And ask them what report they bore to heaven.”
Source: Night-Thoughts (1742–1745), Night II, Line 376.
“And what its worth, ask death-beds; they can tell.”
Source: Night-Thoughts (1742–1745), Night II, Line 51.
Source: Night-Thoughts (1742–1745), Night II, Line 90.
Source: Night-Thoughts (1742–1745), Night V, Line 627.
“A soul without reflection, like a pile
Without inhabitant, to ruin runs.”
Source: Night-Thoughts (1742–1745), Night V, Line 596.
Source: Night-Thoughts (1742–1745), Night I, Line 18.
“Friendship's the wine of life; but friendship new
(Not such was his) is neither strong nor pure.”
Source: Night-Thoughts (1742–1745), Night II, Line 582.
“An angel's arm can't snatch me from the grave;
Legions of angels can't confine me there.”
Source: Night-Thoughts (1742–1745), Night I, Line 89.
Source: Night-Thoughts (1742–1745), Night I, Line 212.
