C.N. Douglas, comp. Forty Thousand Quotations: Prose and Poetical. 1917.
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Ambition is an idol, on whose wings great minds are carried only to extreme,—to be sublimely great, or to be nothing.
An oath is a recognizance to heaven, binding us over in the courts above to plead to the indictment of our crimes.
Distress is virtue’s opportunity: we only live to teach us how to die.
Lying’s a certain mark of cowardice.
Of the king’s creation you may be; but be who makes a count never made a man.
Pity is akin to love.
The fragrant infancy of opening flowers flowed to my senses in that melting kiss.
The reconciling grave swallows distinction first, that made us foes; there all lie down in peace together.
There is no courage but in innocence, no constancy but in an honest cause.
When guilt is in its blush of infancy, it trembles in a tenderness of shame; and the first eye that pierces through the veil that hides the secret brings it to the face.
Words may be counterfeit, false coined, and current only from the tongue, without the mind; but passion is in the soul, and always speaks the heart.