3 December 2020 Oliver Goldsmith Romance and novel paint beauty in colors more charming than nature, and describe a happiness that humans never taste. How deceptive and destructive are those pictures of consummate bliss!
3 December 2020 Oliver Goldsmith A great source of calamity lies in regret and anticipation therefore a person is wise who thinks of the present alone, regardless of the past or future.
3 December 2020 Oliver Goldsmith The company of fools may first make us smile, but in the end we always feel melancholy.
3 December 2020 Oliver Goldsmith Let schoolmasters puzzle their brain, With grammar, and nonsense, and learning, Good liquor, I stoutly maintain, Gives genius a better discerning.
3 December 2020 Oliver Goldsmith I chose my wife, as she did her wedding gown, for qualities that would wear well.
3 December 2020 Oliver Goldsmith A man who leaves home to mend himself and others is a philosopher but he who goes from country to country, guided by the blind impulse of curiosity, is a vagabond.
3 December 2020 Oliver Goldsmith As writers become more numerous, it is natural for readers to become more indolent whence must necessarily arise a desire of attaining knowledge with the greatest possible ease.
3 December 2020 Oliver Goldsmith Friendship is a disinterested commerce between equals love, an abject intercourse between tyrants and slaves.
3 December 2020 Oliver Goldsmith Conscience is a coward, and those faults it has not strength enough to prevent it seldom has justice enough to accuse.
3 December 2020 Oliver Goldsmith I love everything that’s old, – old friends, old times, old manners, old books, old wine.
