Love is like the wild rose-briar Friendship like the holly-tree. The holly is dark when the rose-briar blooms, but which will bloom most constantly?

We are easily shocked by crimes which appear at once in their full magnitude, but the gradual growth of our own wickedness, endeared by interest, and palliated by all the artifices of self-deceit, gives us time to form distinctions in our own favor

Samuel Johnson

Pearls mean tears.

Doris Lessing

Every body has their taste in noises as well as other matters; and sounds are quite innoxious, or most distressing, by their sort rather than their quantity.

Jane Austen

A state of war only serves as an excuse for domestic tyranny.

Aleksandr Solzhenitsyn

Work with your competitors when the interest of the community and planet are at stake.

Simon Mainwaring

Every new development for the last three centuries has brought men closer to a state of affairs in which absolutely nothing would be recognized in the whole world as possessing a claim to obedience except the authority of the State. The majority of people in Europe obey nothing else.

Simone Weil

May the same Almighty Goodness banish the accursed monster, war, from all lands, with her hated associates, rapine and insatiable ambition!

Daniel Boone

The regularity of a habit is generally in proportion to its absurdity.

Marcel Proust

Money does not change men, it only unmasks them.

Mme. Riccoboni

We are all worms, But I do believe that I am a glow worm.

Winston Churchill

To die, is to be banish'd from myself; And Silvia is myself: banish'd from her, Is self from self: a deadly banishment! What light is light, if Silvia be not seen? What joy is joy, if Silvia be not by? Unless it be to think that she is by, And feed upon the shadow of perfection.Except I be by Silvia in the night, There is no music in the nightingale; Unless I look on Silvia in the day, There is no day for me to look upon; She is my essence, and I leave to be, If I be not by her fair influence Foster'd, illumin'd, cherish'd, kept alive.

William Shakespeare

No woman marries for money they are all clever enough, before marrying a millionaire, to fall in love with him first.

Cesare Pavese