Glory is a shroud that posterity often tears from the shoulders of those who wore it when living. Pierre-Jean de Beranger More Quotes by Pierre-Jean de Beranger More Quotes From Pierre-Jean de Beranger Many have lived on a pedestal who will never have a statue when dead. Pierre-Jean de Beranger statues pedestal fame What divides men is less a difference in ideas than a likeness in pretensions. Pierre-Jean de Beranger differences men ideas Adieu! 'tis love's last greeting, The parting hour is come! And fast thy soul is fleeting To seek its starry home. Pierre-Jean de Beranger goodnight good-night romantic Flow wine, smile woman, and the universe is consoled. Pierre-Jean de Beranger universe wine flow Old age doth in sharp pains abound; We are belabored by the gout, Our blindness is a dark profound, Our deafness each one laughs about. Then reason's light with falling ray Doth but a trembling flicker cast. Honor to age, ye children pay! Alas! my fifty years are past! Pierre-Jean de Beranger pain children fall A man's reception depends upon his coat; his dismissal upon the wit he shows. Pierre-Jean de Beranger coats society men When in our days Religion is made a political engine, she exposes herself to having her sacred character forgotten. The most tolerant become intolerant towards her. Believers, who believe something else besides what she teaches, retaliate by attacking her in the very sanctuary itself. Pierre-Jean de Beranger political character believe Gaily! gaily! close our ranks! Arm! Advance! Hope of France! Gaily! gaily! closed our ranks! Onward! Onward! Gauls and Franks! Pierre-Jean de Beranger france arms war Paradise is open to all kind hearts. Pierre-Jean de Beranger paradise kindness heart Our friends, the enemy. Pierre-Jean de Beranger enemy Our century is a brutal thinker. Pierre-Jean de Beranger brutal thinker century
