This is the pleasantest part of life. Oblivion throws her light coverlet over our infancy; and, soon after we are out of the cradle we forget how soundly we had been slumbering, and how delightful were our dreams. Toil and pleasure contend for us almost the instant we rise from it: and weariness follows whichever has carried us away. We… — Walter Savage Landor Copy Share
It often comes into my head That we may dream when we are dead, But I am far from sure we do.… — Walter Savage Landor Copy Share Image
Truth sometimes corner unawares upon Caution, and sometimes speaks in public as unconsciously as in a dream. — Walter Savage Landor Copy Share Image
Ah what avails the sceptred race, Ah what the form divine! What every virtue, every grace! Rose Aylmer, all were thine. Rose Aylmer, whom… — Walter Savage Landor Copy Share Image
No ashes are lighter than those of incense, and few things burn out sooner. — Walter Savage Landor Copy Share Image
As there are some flowers which you should smell but slightly to extract all that is pleasant in them ... so there are some… — Walter Savage Landor Copy Share Image
States, like men, have their growth, their manhood, their decrepitude, their decay. — Walter Savage Landor Copy Share Image
The only effect of public punishment is to show the rabble how bravely it can be borne; and that every one who hath lost… — Walter Savage Landor Copy Share Image
Every great writer is a writer of history, let him treat on almost what subject he may. — Walter Savage Landor Copy Share Image
The habit of pleasing by flattery makes a language soft; the fear of offending by truth makes it circuitous and conventional. — Walter Savage Landor Copy Share Image
