Bread, milk and butter are of venerable antiquity. They taste of the morning of the world. Leigh Hunt More Quotes by Leigh Hunt More Quotes From Leigh Hunt Fishes do not roar; they cannot express any sound of suffering; and therefore the angler chooses to think they do not suffer, more than it is convenient for him to fancy. Now it is a poor sport that depends for its existence on the want of a voice in the sufferer, and of imagination in the sportsman. Leigh Hunt voicesportsthinking O scaly, slippery, wet, swift, staring wights, What is 't ye do? what life lead? eh, dull goggles? How do ye vary your vile days and nights? How pass your Sundays? Are ye still but joggles In ceaseless wash? Still nought but gapes and bites, And drinks, and stares, diversified with boggles. Leigh Hunt sundaylakesnight Anglers boast of the innocence of their pastime; yet it puts fellow-creatures to the torture. They pique themselves on their meditative faculties; and yet their only excuse is a want of thought. Leigh Hunt fishingsearivers Tears and sorrows and losses are a part of what must be experienced in this present state of life: some for our manifest good, and ail, therefore, it is trusted, for our good concealed;--for our final and greatest good. Leigh Hunt tearssorrowloss Wit is the clash and reconcilement of incongruities; the meeting of extremes round a corner. Leigh Hunt witclashmeetings The person who can be only serious or only cheerful, is but half a man. Leigh Hunt cheerfulmenpeople We are violets blue, For our sweetness found Careless in the mossy shades, Looking on the ground. Love's dropp'd eyelids and a kiss,-- Such our breath and blueness is. Leigh Hunt shadekissingblue The fish is swift, small-needing, vague yet clear, A cold, sweet, silver life, wrapped in round waves. Leigh Hunt lakesriverssweet Cats at firesides live luxuriously and are the picture of comfort. Leigh Hunt catcomfort The most fascinating women are those that can most enrich the every day moments of existence. In a particular and attaching sense, they are those that can partake our pleasures and our pains in the liveliest and most devoted manner. Beauty is little without this; with it she is triumphant. Leigh Hunt painmomentslittles Part of our good consists in the endeavor to do sorrows away, and in the power to sustain them when the endeavor fails,--to bear them nobly, and thus help others to bear them as well. Leigh Hunt sorrowhelping-othersbears The rapturuous, wild, and ineffable pleasure of drinking at somebody else's expense Leigh Hunt pleasurewinedrinking For the most part, we should pray rather in aspiration than petition, rather by hoping than requesting; in which spirit also we may breathe a devout wish for a blessing on others upon occasions when it might be presumptuous to beg it. Leigh Hunt prayerblessingwish A large bare forehead gives a woman a masculine and defying look. The word "effrontery" comes from it. The hair should be brought over such a forehead as vines are trailed over a wall. Leigh Hunt wallhairgiving The loveliest hair is nothing, if the wearer is incapable of a grace. Leigh Hunt incapablegracehair It is our daily duty to consider that in all circumstances of life, pleasurable, painful, or otherwise, the conduct of others, especially of those in the same house; and that, as life is made up, for the most part, not of great occasions, but of small everyday moments, it is the giving to those moments their greatest amount of peace, pleasantness, and security, that contributes most to the sum of human good. Be peaceable. Be cheerful. Be true. Leigh Hunt everydayhousegiving An author is like a baker; it is for him to make the sweets, and others to buy and enjoy them. Leigh Hunt bakersenjoysweet Table talk, to be perfect, should be sincere without bigotry, differing without discord, sometimes grave, always agreeable, touching on deep points, dwelling most on seasonable ones, and letting everybody speak and be heard. Leigh Hunt touchingdwellingperfect There seems a life in hair, though it be dead. Leigh Hunt seemshair There is scarcely a single joy or sorrow within the experience of our fellow-creatures which we have not tasted; yet the belief, in the good and beautiful has never forsaken us. It has been medicine to us in sickness, richness in poverty, and the best part of all that ever delighted us in health and success. Leigh Hunt medicinebeautifulbeauty
