Quotes to inspire and reflect

He [the Briton] is a barbarian, and thinks that the customs of his tribe and island are the laws of nature.

I’m only a beer teetotaller, not a champagne teetotaller.

We have no more right to consume happiness without producing it than to consume wealth without producing it.

Life is not meant to be easy, my child; but take courage: it can be delightful.

Oh, you are a very poor soldier—a chocolate cream soldier!

One man that has a mind and knows it can always beat ten men who haven’t and don’t.

His life was gentle, and the elements

All great truths begin as blasphemies.

Let me tell you, Cassius, you yourself

There is a tide in the affairs of men,

Tear him for his bad verses, tear him for his bad verses.

He shall not live; look, with a spot I damn him.

Here was a Caesar! when comes such another?

Now let it work; mischief, thou art afoot.

When that the poor have cried, Caesar hath wept;

I am no orator, as Brutus is;

Friends, Romans, countrymen, lend me your ears;

Who is here so base that would be a bondman? If any, speak; for him have I offended … I pause for a reply.

Not that I loved Caesar less, but that I loved Rome more.

As he was valiant, I honour him: but, as he was ambitious, I slew him.

O! pardon me, thou bleeding piece of earth,

Et tu, Brute? Then fall, Caesar!

But I am constant as the northern star,

Cowards die many times before their deaths;

When beggars die, there are no comets seen;

Let’s carve him as a dish fit for the gods,

It is the bright day that brings forth the adder.

’Tis very like: he hath the falling sickness.

Why, man, he doth bestride the narrow world

Let me have men about me that are fat;

In a dream you are never eighty.

But suicides have a special language.

When we, the Workers, all demand: ‘What are WE fighting for?’ …

Then, then we’ll end that stupid crime, that devil’s madness—War.

A promise made is a debt unpaid, and the trail has its own stern code.

Ah! the clock is always slow;

All men who have turned out worth anything have had the chief hand in their own education.

The Big Bow-Wow strain I can do myself like any now going; but the exquisite touch, which renders ordinary commonplace things and characters interesting, from the truth of the description and the sentiment, is denied to me.

The play-bill, which is said to have announced the tragedy of Hamlet, the character of the Prince of Denmark being left out.

We shall never learn to feel and respect our real calling and destiny, unless we have taught ourselves to consider every thing as moonshine, compared with the education of the heart.

There’s a gude time coming.

The hour is come, but not the man.

‘but’ = without

Touch not the cat but a glove.

O Woman! in our hours of ease,

It’s no fish ye’re buying—it’s men’s lives.

So faithful in love, and so dauntless in war,

O what a tangled web we weave,