Book of Wise Sayings: Selected Largely from Eastern SourcesClouston, W. A. (William Alexander)
Philosophy
Book of Wise Sayings: Selected Largely from Eastern Sources
Clouston, W. A. (William Alexander)
Maxims; Quotations
He that would build lastingly must lay his foundation low. The proud
man, like the early shoots of a new-felled coppice, thrusts out full
of sap, green in leaves, and fresh in colour, but bruises and breaks
with every wind, is nipped with every little cold, and, being
top-heavy, is wholly unfit for use. Whereas the humble man retains
it in the root, can abide the winter’s killing blast, the ruffling
concussions of the wind, and can endure far more than that which
appears so flourishing.
_Feltham._
493.
The man who has not anything to boast of but his illustrious
ancestors is like a potato—the only good belonging to him is
underground.
_Sir Thos. Overbury._
494.
When men will not be reasoned out of a vanity, they must be
ridiculed out of it.
_L’Estrange._
495.
Women are ever in extremes, they are either better or worse than
men.
_La Bruyère._
496.
An absent friend gives us friendly company when we are well assured
of his happiness.
_Goethe._
497.
The man of worth is really great without being proud; the mean man
is proud without being really great.
_Chinese._
498.
Liberality consists less in giving much than in giving at the right
moment.
_La Bruyère._
499.
Outward perfection without inward goodness sets but the blacker dye
on the mind’s deformity.
_R. Chamberlain._
500.
As a solid rock is not shaken by the wind, so wise men falter not
amidst blame or praise.
_Dhammapada._
501.
Of what avail is the praise or censure of the vulgar, who make a
useless noise like a senseless crow in a forest?
_Mahābhārata._
502.
Hark! here the sound of lute so sweet,
And there the voice of wailing loud;
Here scholars grave in conclave meet,
There howls the brawling drunken crowd;
Here, charming maidens full of glee,
There, tottering, withered dames we see.
Such light! Such shade! I cannot tell,
If here we live in heaven or hell.
_Bhartrihari._
503.
The every-day cares and duties which men call drudgery are the
weights and counterpoises of the clock of Time, giving its pendulum
a true vibration, and its hands a regular motion; and when they
cease to hang upon the wheels, the pendulum no longer sways, the
hands no longer move, the clock stands still.
_Longfellow._
504.
A man of little learning deems that little a great deal; a frog,
never having seen the ocean, considers its well a great sea.
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