Edward Young
Heaven's Sovereign saves all beings but himselfThat hideous sight,-a naked human heart.Collection: Heart
Satire recoils whenever charged too high; round your own fame the fatal splinters fly.Collection: Splinters
How poor, how rich, how abject, how august, how complicate, how wonderful is man! Distinguished link in being's endless chain! Midway from nothing to the Deity! Dim miniature of greatness absolute! An heir of glory! A frail child of dust! Helpless immortal! Insect infinite! A worm! A God!Collection: Children
Born Originals, how comes it to pass that we die Copies?Collection: Born
Sweet instinct leaps; slow reason feebly climbs.Collection: Sweet
We are not all great because we are inspired, but we feel great because we are.Collection: Inspirational
The soul of man was made to walk the skies.Collection: Men
Tomorrow is the day when idlers work, and fools reform and mortal men lay hold on heaven.Collection: Procrastination
'T is impious in a good man to be sad.Collection: Men
Our birth is nothing but our death begun; As tapers waste, that instant they take fire.Collection: Death
But fate ordains that dearest friends must part.Collection: Friends
Nature delights in progress; in advance.Collection: Nature
Wishing of all employments is the worstCollection: Wish
Men should press forward, in fame's glorious chase; Nobles look backward, and so lose the race.Collection: Men
Men before you have quit smoking - you can too!Collection: Encouragement
A death-bed's a detector of the heart.Collection: Heart
Thy purpose firm is equal to the deed: Who does the best his circumstance allows Does well, acts nobly; angels could no more.Collection: Angel
Fond man! the vision of a moment made! Dream of a dream! and shadow of a shade!Collection: Dream
Where, where for shelter shall the guilty fly, When consternation turns the good man pale?Collection: Men
Whose yesterdays look backwards with a smile.Collection: Yesterday
Who combats with a brother, wounds himself.Collection: Brother
The bell strikes One. We take no note of time But from its loss. To give it then a tongue Is wise in man. As if an angel spoke, I feel the solemn sound. If heard aright, It is the knell of my departed hours.Collection: Wise
A God alone can comprehend a God.Collection: God
Who, for the poor renown of being smart, Would leave a sting within a brother's heart?Collection: Brother
What ardently we wish, we soon believe.Collection: Believe
We see time's furrows on another's brow, And death intrench'd, preparing his assault; How few themselves in that just mirror see!Collection: Time
Why all this toil for triumphs of an hour? What tho' we wade in Wealth, or soar in Fame? Earth's highest station ends in 'Here he lies;' and 'Dust to dust' concludes the noblest songs.Collection: Song
Heaven wills our happiness, allows our doom.Collection: Heaven
We cry for mercy to the next amusement, The next amusement mortgages our fieldsCollection: Amusement
Nothing in Nature, much less conscious being, Was e'er created solely for itself.Collection: Nature
The love of praise, howe'er conceal'd by art, Reigns more or less, and glows in ev'ry heart.Collection: Art
Some go to Church, proud humbly to repent, And come back much more guilty than they went: One way they look, another way they steer, Pray to the Gods; but would have Mortals hear; And when their sins they set sincerely down, They'll find that their Religion has been one.Collection: Church
Groan under gold, yet weep for want of bread.Collection: Gold
Pygmies are pygmies still, though percht on Alps; And pyramids are pyramids in vales. Each man makes his own stature, builds himself. Virtue alone outbuilds the Pyramids; Her monuments shall last when Egypt's fall.Collection: Fall
Live now; be damn'd hereafter.Collection: Damn
Life's cares are comforts; such by Heav'n design'd; He that hath none must make them, or be wretched.Collection: Design
Friendship's the wine of life.Collection: Friendship
But love, like wine, gives a tumultuous bliss, Heighten'd indeed beyond all mortal pleasures; But mingles pangs and madness in the bowl.Collection: Love
Time destroyed Is suicide, where more than blood is spilt.Collection: Suicide
In youth, what disappointments of our own making: in age, what disappointments from the nature of things.Collection: Disappointment
Horace appears in good humor while he censures, and therefore his censure has the more weight, as supposed to proceed from judgment and not from passion.Collection: Passion
This vast and solid earth, that blazing sun, Those skies, thro' which it rolls, must all have end. What then is man? The smallest part of nothing.Collection: Men
Amid my list of blessings infinite, stands this the foremost, "that my heart has bled."Collection: Gratitude
Britannia's shame! There took her gloomy flight, On wing impetuous, a black sullen soul . Less base the fear of death than fear of life. O Britain! infamous for suicide.Collection: Suicide
The purpose firm is equal to the deedCollection: Deeds
Man wants but little, nor that little long; How soon must he resign his very dust, Which frugal nature lent him for an hour!Collection: Men
He that's ungrateful has no guilt but one; All other crimes may pass for virtues in him.Collection: Ungrateful
One eye on death, and one full fix'd on heaven.Collection: Eye
Poor in abundance, famish'd at a feast.Collection: Abundance