When the cup of any sensual pleasure is drained to the bottom, there is always poison in the dregs. — Jane Porter Copy Share Image
The dregs may stir themselves as they please; they fall back to the bottom by their own coarseness. — Joseph Joubert Copy Share Image
“Zen has no business with the dregs and sediments of sages of yore. 8.” — Kaiten Nukariya Copy Share Image
God ought to be given the choice portion of our wealth and not its dregs. — Max Anders Copy Share Image
You must learn to drink the cup of life as it comes ... without stirring it up from the bottom. That's where… — Agnes Sligh Turnbull Copy Share Image
We are being governed by the dregs of the nation - and their brutality is so capricious that no one can feel… — Iris Origo Copy Share Image
In order that the mortar in the joints may not suffer from frosts, drench it with oil-dregs every year before winter begins.… — Marcus Vitruvius Pollio Copy Share Image
“Having drunk the dregs of Your Love, I am intoxicated beyond recognition. Now, I only pray for the nearness of You so… — Kamand Kojouri Copy Share Image
Such a man, truly wise, creams off Nature leaving the sour and the dregs for philosophy and reason to lap up. — Jonathan Swift Copy Share Image
London! the needy villain's general home, The common sewer of Paris and of Rome! With eager thirst, by folly or by fate,… — Samuel Johnson Copy Share Image
None would live past years again, Yet all hope pleasure in what yet remain; And, from the dregs of life, think to… — John Dryden Copy Share Image
The Physician, by the study and inspection of urine and ordure, approves himself in the science; and in like sort should our… — Alexander Pope Copy Share Image
If I can't enjoy the full and total happiness of love, then I want to drain its torments, its tortures to the… — Leopold von Sacher-Masoch Copy Share Image
If I am a son of God, nothing but God will satisfy my soul; no amount of comfort, no amount of ease,… — Geoffrey Studdert Kennedy Copy Share Image
Christ took your cup of grief, your cup of the curse, pressed it to his lips, drank it to its dregs, then… — Octavius Winslow Copy Share Image
Life is like a cocktail, made up for the most part of sweet things, and tinged with a dash of bitters. We… — Edgar Guest Copy Share Image
I am a Christian because of that moment on the cross when Jesus, drinking the very dregs of human bitterness, cries out,… — Christian Wiman Copy Share Image
You should know that there is little you can seek in this world, that there is no need for you to be… — Anonymous Copy Share Image
Being satisfied to drink the dregs from the cup of human progress will not demonstrate our fitness as a people to exist… — Marcus Garvey Copy Share Image
The daily press is the evil principle of the modern world, and time will only serve to disclose this fact with greater… — Anonymous Copy Share Image
Strong emotional experiences are for the most part impersonal. Anyone who has hated another person so much that only chance stands between… — Robert Musil Copy Share Image
Readers may be divided into four classes: 1) Sponges, who absorb all that they read and return it in nearly the same… — Samuel Taylor Coleridge Copy Share Image
There are various methods by which you may achieve ignominy and shame. By murdering a large and respected family in cold blood… — Jerome K. Jerome Copy Share Image
The Dreyfus Affair is an exceptional case. It's true that here and there you can find some dregs of anti-Semitism, but the… — Jean-Marie Le Pen Copy Share Image
The truth, I am convinced, is that there is no longer a poetical audience among the higher class of minds, that moral,… — Thomas Love Peacock Copy Share Image
“Inej placed her hands on Nina’s shoulders. “We’ll see each other again.” “Of course we will. You’ve saved my life. I’ve saved… — Leigh Bardugo Copy Share Image
We are meant to taste of life ... and drink the cup of it to the dregs, bitter and sweet alike. — Jacqueline Carey Copy Share Image
Gambling has held human beings in thrall for millennia. It has been engaged in everywhere, from the dregs of society to the… — Peter L. Bernstein Copy Share Image
“79. A soul which knows that it is loved, but does not itself love, betrays its sediment: its dregs come up.” — Friedrich Nietzsche Copy Share Image
He who only tastes his error will long dwell with it, will take delight in it as in a singular felicity; while… — Johann Wolfgang von Goethe Copy Share Image
People who, out of an inborn moderation, leave every glass standing only half-emptied refuse to admit that everything in the world has… — Friedrich Nietzsche Copy Share Image
What's any artist, but the dregs of his work? the human shambles that follows it around. What's left of the man when… — William Gaddis Copy Share Image
