Where Nature's end of language is declin'd, And men talk only to conceal the mind. Edward Young More Quotes by Edward Young More Quotes From Edward Young By night an atheist half-believes in God. Edward Young atheist god believe Titles are marks of honest men, and wise; The fool or knave that wears a title lies. Edward Young honesty wise lying One to destroy, is murder by the law; and gibbets keep the lifted hand in awe; to murder thousands, takes a specious name, 'War's glorious art', and gives immortal fame. Edward Young fear war art There is something about poetry beyond prose logic, there is mystery in it, not to be explained but admired. Edward Young logic poetry literature Men before you have quit smoking - you can too! Edward Young quitting encouragement smoking The clouds may drop down titles and estates, and wealth may seek us, but wisdom must be sought. Edward Young titles wisdom clouds Souls made of fire, and children of the sun, With whom revenge is virtue. Edward Young revenge fire children All men think that all men are mortal but themselves. Edward Young men death thinking A land of levity is a land of guilt. Edward Young levity guilt land Groan under gold, yet weep for want of bread. Edward Young gold bread want What is a miracle?--'Tis a reproach, 'Tis an implicit satire on mankind; And while it satisfies, it censures too. Edward Young satire mankind miracle We cry for mercy to the next amusement, The next amusement mortgages our fields Edward Young amusement next fields This is the bud of being, the dim dawn, The twilight of our day, the vestibule; Life's theatre as yet is shut, and death, Strong death, alone can heave the massy bar, This gross impediment of clay remove, And make us embryos of existence free. Edward Young theatre strong twilight Body and soul, like peevish man and wife, United jar, and yet are loth to part. Edward Young wife soul men He that's ungrateful has no guilt but one; All other crimes may pass for virtues in him. Edward Young ungrateful guilt may However smothered under former negligence, or scattered through the dull, dark mass of common thoughts - let thy genius rise as the sun from chaos. Edward Young genius dark dull A man I knew who lived upon a smile, And well it fed him; he look'd plump and fair, While rankest venom foam'd through every vein. Edward Young foam hypocrisy men What most we wish, with ease we fancy near. Edward Young fancy wish ease Wouldst thou be famed? have those high acts in view, Brave men would act though scandal would ensue. Edward Young brave views men In chambers deep, Where waters sleep, What unknown treasures pave the floor. Edward Young ocean sleep water
