O Music! how it grieves me that imprudence, intemperance, gluttony, should open their channels into thy sacred stream. Walter Savage Landor More Quotes by Walter Savage Landor More Quotes From Walter Savage Landor There is nothing on earth divine except humanity. Walter Savage Landor divine humanity earth I strove with none, for none was worth my strife. Nature I loved and, next to Nature, Art: I warm'd both hands before the fire of life; It sinks, and I am ready to depart. Walter Savage Landor fire hands art We are no longer happy so soon as we wish to be happier. Walter Savage Landor wish happy happiness Cruelty is the highest pleasure to the cruel man; it is his love. Walter Savage Landor his-love pleasure men Study is the bane of childhood, the oil of youth, the indulgence of adulthood, and a restorative in old age. Walter Savage Landor childhood oil age Music is God's gift to man, the only art of Heaven given to earth, the only art of earth we take to Heaven. Walter Savage Landor music inspiration art My thoughts are my company; I can bring them together, select them, detain them, dismiss them. Walter Savage Landor together ideas thinking We cannot be contented because we are happy, and we cannot be happy because we are contented. Walter Savage Landor happy-and-contented inner-peace happiness Solitude is the audience-chamber of God. Walter Savage Landor wisdom god wise Wise or unwise, who doubts for a moment that contentment is the cause of happiness? Yet the inverse is true: we are contented because we are happy, and not happy because we are contented. Well-regulated minds may be satisfied with a small portion of happiness; none can be happy with a small portion of content. Walter Savage Landor wise doubt mind No friendship is so cordial or so delicious as that of girl for girl; no hatred so intense and immovable as that of woman for woman. Walter Savage Landor girl hatred friendship The flame of anger, bright and brief, sharpens the barb of love. Walter Savage Landor flames anger love Cats like men are flatterers. Walter Savage Landor flattery cat men Prose on certain occasions can bear a great deal of poetry; on the other hand, poetry sinks and swoons under a moderate weight of prose. Walter Savage Landor weight bears hands If in argument we can make a man angry with us, we have drawn him from his vantage ground and overcome him. Walter Savage Landor anger overcoming men When a cat flatters ... he is not insincere: you may safely take it for real kindness. Walter Savage Landor cat real kindness Be assured that, although men of eminent genius have been guilty of all other vices, none worthy of more than a secondary name has ever been a gamester. Either an excess of avarice or a deficiency of what, in physics, is called excitability, is the cause of it; neither of which can exist in the same bosom with genius, with patriotism, or with virtue. Walter Savage Landor gambling names men An ingenuous mind feels in unmerited praise the bitterest reproof. If you reject it you are unhappy, if you accept it you are undone. Walter Savage Landor unhappy praise mind Was genius ever ungrateful? Mere talents are dry leaves, tossed up and down by gusts of passion, and scattered and swept away; but, Genius lies on the bosom of Memory, and Gratitude at her feet. Walter Savage Landor gratitude memories lying We cannot at once catch the applauses of the vulgar and expect the approbation of the wise. Walter Savage Landor applause praise wise
