Edward Young

Death loves a shining mark, a signal blow.

— Edward Young

And all may do what has by man been done.

— Edward Young

Ambition! powerful source of good and ill!

— Edward Young

'Tis impious in a good man to be sad.

— Edward Young

A man of pleasure is a man of pains.

— Edward Young

Pity swells the tide of love.

— Edward Young

Men may live fools, but fools they cannot die.

— Edward Young

Our birth is nothing but our death begun.

— Edward Young

Where, where for shelter shall the guilty fly, When consternation turns the good man pale?

— Edward Young

“For her own breakfast she'll project a scheme, Nor take her tea without a strategem.”

— Edward Young

When men of infamy to grandeur soar, They light a torch to show their shame the more.

— Edward Young

Wisdom is a blessing only to those prepared to absorb it.

— Edward Young

Where Nature's end of language is declin'd, And men talk only to conceal the mind.

— Edward Young

Titles are marks of honest men, and wise; The fool or knave that wears a title lies.

— Edward Young

Final Ruin fiercely drives Her ploughshare o'er creation.

— Edward Young

Heaven's Sovereign saves all beings but himselfThat hideous sight,-a naked human heart.

— Edward Young

A Deity believed, is joy begun; A Deity adored, is joy advanced; A Deity beloved, is joy matured. Each branch of piety…

— Edward Young

Age should fly concourse, cover in retreat defects of judgment, and the will subdue; walk thoughtful on the silent, solemn shore of…

— Edward Young

What tender force, what dignity divine, what virtue consecrating every feature; around that neck what dross are gold and pearl!

— Edward Young

Sense is our helmet, wit is but the plume; The plume exposes, 'tis our helmet saves. Sense is the diamond, weighty, solid,…

— Edward Young

Youth is not rich in time; it may be poor; Part with it as with money, sparing; pay No moment but in…

— Edward Young

Creation sleeps! 'T is as the general pulse Of life stood still, and Nature made a pause,- An awful pause! prophetic of…

— Edward Young

Man wants but little, nor that little long; How soon must he resign his very dust, Which frugal nature lent him for…

— Edward Young

Insatiate archer! could not one suffice? Thy shaft flew thrice, and thrice my peace was slain; And thrice, ere thrice yon moon…

— Edward Young

“At thirty a man suspects himself a fool; Knows it at forty, and reforms his plan; At fifty chides his infamous delay,…

— Edward Young

Man wants little, nor that little long.

— Edward Young

What ardently we wish, we soon believe.

— Edward Young

One eye on death, and one full fix'd on heaven.

— Edward Young

Read nature; nature is a friend to truth.

— Edward Young

A God all mercy is a God unjust.

— Edward Young

Man maketh a death which Nature never made.

— Edward Young

The soft whispers of the God in man.

— Edward Young

Affliction is a good man's shining time.

— Edward Young

“By night an atheist half believes in God.”

— Edward Young

Poor in abundance, famish'd at a feast.

— Edward Young

The house of laughter makes a house of woe.

— Edward Young

An undevout astronomer is mad.

— Edward Young

[The] public path of life Is dirty.

— Edward Young

They only babble who practise not reflection.

— Edward Young

A tardy vengeance shares the tyrant's guilt.

— Edward Young