Ye youths and virgins, when your generous blood Has drunk the warmth of fifteen summers, now The loves invite; now to new… — John Armstrong Copy Share Image
“But mostly what we think of as the 'meaning' of life concerns the style of the private autobiography we each write and… — John Armstrong Copy Share Image
“Love can sometimes rise up like a desperate cry from a neglected part of oneself which takes a long view but which… — John Armstrong Copy Share Image
“What is given by nature is not necessarily good, what is achieved by artifice is not necessarily worthless.” — John Armstrong Copy Share Image
“A relationship does not start the day two people meet; it starts in the childhood of each partner. For it is long… — John Armstrong Copy Share Image
“It is not suffering as such that makes someone appreciate love, it is only when suffering pierces our vanity—which happens when we… — John Armstrong Copy Share Image
“Compatibility, on this view, is an achievement of love, not a precondition for love.” — John Armstrong Copy Share Image
“This is the internal tragedy of love. If love is successful, if our love is returned and develops into a relationship, the… — John Armstrong Copy Share Image
“Imagination need not stand as an obstacle to clear-sighted perception; on the contrary, it can be a prerequisite for recognition of the… — John Armstrong Copy Share Image
You don't ask a juggler which ball is highest in priority. Success is to do it all. — John Armstrong Copy Share Image
Then love of pleasure sways each heart, and we From that no more than from ourselves can fly. Blameless when govern'd well.… — John Armstrong Copy Share Image
Ye youths and virgins, when your generous blood Has drunk the warmth of fifteen summers, now The loves invite; now to new rapture wakes… — John Armstrong Copy Share Image
Virtue and sense are one; and, trust me, still A faithless heart betrays the head unsound. — John Armstrong Copy Share Image
He knows enough, the mariner, who knows Where lurk the shelves, and where the whirlpools boil, What signs portend the storm: to subtler minds… — John Armstrong Copy Share Image
“But mostly what we think of as the 'meaning' of life concerns the style of the private autobiography we each write and which records… — John Armstrong Copy Share Image
We know great Nature's pow'r, Mother of things, whose vast unbounded sway From the deep centre all around extends Wide to the flaming barriers… — John Armstrong Copy Share Image
Much had he read, Much more had he seen; he studied from the life, And in th' original perus'd mankind. — John Armstrong Copy Share Image
Our greatest good, and what we least can spare, Is hope: the last of all our evils, fear. — John Armstrong Copy Share Image
Virtue, the strength and beauty of the soul, Is the best gift of Heaven: a happiness That even above the smiles and frowns of… — John Armstrong Copy Share Image
