I pity the man who can travel from Dan to Beersheba, and cry, 'Tis all barren--and so it is; and so is all the world to him who will not cultivate the fruits it offers. — Laurence Sterne Copy Share Image
We all cry out that the world is corrupt,--and I fear too justly,--but we never reflect, what we have to thank for it, and that itis our open countenance of vice, which gives the lye to our private censures of… — Laurence Sterne Copy Share Image
The insolence of base minds in success is boundless; and would scarce admit of a comparison, did not they themselves furnish us with one… — Laurence Sterne Copy Share Image
Digressions incontestably are the sunshine; they are the life, the soul of reading. — Laurence Sterne Copy Share Image
I was acquainted once with a gallant soldier who assured me that his only measure of courage was this: upon the first fire, in… — Laurence Sterne Copy Share Image
A man's body and his mind, with the utmost reverence to both I speak it, are exactly like a jerkin and a jerkin's lining;… — Laurence Sterne Copy Share Image
When the affections so kindly break loose, Joy, is another name for Religion. — Laurence Sterne Copy Share Image
Sweet pliability of man's spirit, that can at once surrender itself to illusions, which cheat expectation and sorrow of their weary moments! - long… — Laurence Sterne Copy Share Image
Philosophy has a fine saying for everything.-For Death it has an entire set. — Laurence Sterne Copy Share Image
Dear sensibility! Source inexhausted of all that's precious in our joys, or costly in our sorrows! Eternal fountain of our feelings! 'tis here I… — Laurence Sterne Copy Share Image
Beauty has so many charms, one knows not how to speak against it; and when it happens that a graceful figure is the habitation… — Laurence Sterne Copy Share Image
