The etymologist finds the deadest word to have been once a brilliant picture.
Art is the perfection of nature,. . . nature is the art of God.
Were the happiness of the next world is as closely apprehended as the felicities of this, it were a martyrdom to live.
How shall we expect charity towards others, when we are uncharitable to ourselves?
A man is never alone, not only because he is with himself and his own thoughts, but because he is with the Devil, who ever consorts with our solitude.
I am in no way facetious, nor disposed for the mirth and galliardize of company, yet in one dream I can compose a whole Comedy, behold the action, apprehend the jests, and laugh myself awake at the conceits thereof.
The service of love is the foolishest act a wise man commits in all his life, nor is there anything that will more deject his cool'd imagination, when he shall consider what an odd and unworthy piece of folly he hath committed.
When you think about it, when you're single you are not deprived in any way - if anything, it's a pretty self-indulgent lifestyle. It's selfish: You can make your own decisions and indulge yourself on an impulse.
If the ethical - that is, social morality- is the highest. . . then no categories are needed other than the Greek philosophical categories.
I can't defend someone else's jokes. I can only defend my jokes, and I have to live with my own jokes.
I love romantic comedies. I like to watch them and I like to be in them.