It seemed to me pretty plain, that they had more of love than matrimony in them. — Oliver Goldsmith Copy Share Image
Our pleasures are short, and can only charm at intervals; love is a method of protraction our greatest pleasure. — Oliver Goldsmith Copy Share Image
To husband out life's taper at the close, And keep the flames from wasting by repose. — Oliver Goldsmith Copy Share Image
That virtue which requires to be ever guarded is scarce worth the sentinel. — Oliver Goldsmith Copy Share Image
Absence, like death, sets a seal on the image of those we love: we cannot realize the intervening changes which time may… — Oliver Goldsmith Copy Share Image
Fear guides more to their duty than gratitude; for one man who is virtuous from the love of virtue, from the obligation… — Oliver Goldsmith Copy Share Image
I learn several great truths; as that it is impossible to see into the ways of futurity, that punishment always attends the… — Oliver Goldsmith Copy Share Image
All the sciences are, in some measure, linked with each other, and before the one is ended, the other begins. — Oliver Goldsmith Copy Share Image
As for murmurs, mother, we grumble a little now and then, to be sure; but there's no love lost between us. — Oliver Goldsmith Copy Share Image
Thus love is the most easy and agreeable, and gratitude the most humiliating, affection of the mind. We never reflect on the… — Oliver Goldsmith Copy Share Image
Friendship is a disinterested commerce between equals; love, an abject intercourse between tyrants and slaves. — Oliver Goldsmith Copy Share Image
We seldom speak of the virtue which we have, but much oftener of that which we lack. — Oliver Goldsmith Copy Share Image
A modest woman, dressed out in all her finery, is the most tremendous object of the whole creation. — Oliver Goldsmith Copy Share Image
Those who place their affections at first on trifles for amusement, will find these trifles become at last their most serious concerns. — Oliver Goldsmith Copy Share Image
I love everything that's old, - old friends, old times, old manners, old books, old wine. — Oliver Goldsmith Copy Share Image
The fortunate circumstances of our lives are generally found, at last, to be of our own producing. — Oliver Goldsmith Copy Share Image
How happy he who crowns in shades like these, A youth of labour with an age of ease. — Oliver Goldsmith Copy Share Image
One man is born with a silver spoon in his mouth, and the other with a wooden ladle. — Oliver Goldsmith Copy Share Image
He cast off his friends as a huntsman his pack, For he knew when he pleas'd he could whistle them back. — Oliver Goldsmith Copy Share Image
Even children follow'd with endearing wile, And pluck'd his gown, to share the good man's smile. — Oliver Goldsmith Copy Share Image
The premises being thus settled, I proceed to observe that the concatenation of self-existence, proceeding in a reciprocal duplicate ratio, naturally produces a problematical… — Oliver Goldsmith Copy Share Image
Truth from his lips prevailed with double sway, and fools, who came to scoff, remained to pray. — Oliver Goldsmith Copy Share Image
Politics resemble religion; attempting to divest either of ceremony is the most certain mode of bringing either into contempt. — Oliver Goldsmith Copy Share Image
To what fortuitous occurrence do we not owe every pleasure and convenience of our lives. — Oliver Goldsmith Copy Share Image
Every acknowledgment of gratitude is a circumstance of humiliation; and some are found to submit to frequent mortifications of this kind, proclaiming what obligations… — Oliver Goldsmith Copy Share Image
[T]here are depths of thousands of miles which are hidden from our inquiry. The only tidings we have from those unfathomable regions are by… — Oliver Goldsmith Copy Share Image